Dew drops Cheeks streaked No tears Will fall Stuffy nose A viral thing Congestion Not depression You say Sad eyes You see Only the surface You never Look deep Within me To see The heart you have shattered
Who cares if he looks? The heart is a wonderful organ, it can mend itself. Of course you aren't speaking about a heart, it is the mind people are REALLY talking about when they speak of heart problems.
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on March 5, 2005
Like the tears, this cascades well too.
There is such a gentle yet poignant saddness in the poem.
Very well expressed.
Keep streching them poetic wings, never let them be clipped..
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There is such a gentle yet poignant saddness in the poem.
Very well expressed.
Keep streching them poetic wings, never let them be clipped..
blessin's
cynth'ya lewis reed