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Whispers From My Heart

Saturday, November 19, 2011

Tears Never Flow





Every day,
I want to cry.
But the tears have dried up,
through the times.

Every moment,
I'm looking for something.
Something I've left behind,
In a distant memory, in my mind.

My thoughts are hazy,
My eyes are numb.
I've forgotten what I was looking for,
and that certain someone.

A pain pierces my heart,
And thoughts haunt my mind.
But the tears never flow,
And I don't know why...


6 comments:

Yuvika said...

wonderful - has the poet found a perennial muse?

Punkster said...

The poet's mind is his playground.
=)

Anonymous said...

I have cried all my tears for so long, now all I cry is tears of Blood ,because there is no more pain.

prianca said...

The poem just read my mind..!!
reality in simplicity..

phatichar said...

Whoa..deep stuff this, mate. Good going. I see u've been missing in action. Get back. :)

Saru Singhal said...

Poignant...I like the way you weaved the last paragraph. 'My eyes are numb' is profound...