Deepa Thomas

(28th August / Kerala, India)

Language Of Tears


Tears flow without a stop
Pin pricks of pain breaks the bubble
Sometimes I wish for a smile
Even a fake one for that matter

Heart throbs with countless hurts
Despair, hopelessness fills the soul
I wish for your understanding
A word that means you care

Let me forget these tears, this pain
Let me forget this hurt, this despair
Hold me tight and hold me near
Let me take this last breath of love

Submitted: Friday, February 17, 2012
Edited: Saturday, February 18, 2012

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  • Unwritten Soul (2/17/2012 10:04:00 AM)

    tears has two slang in their language; happy cry or sad from eyes...but emotion is the real language...nice write Deepa, keep writing! _Unwritten Soul (Report) Reply

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