Tears..A Heart Speaks Poem by shirani ibrahim

A heart is like a reservoir where emotions are stored
With variable level of experiences when so overload
The good the bad the ugly as it gets the taste
The ups downs in life's journey nothing hesitates
Sequence of series, images; a flash of the past
Connects to reaction, considered strangely to last
Interactional rules when emotions are permitted
Banning the out- let outbursts and such restricted
Hurt eyes, no moisture, no hint, no despair, but fear
Stifling all urges to express, ends with the language of tears
The stress in life controlled, no emotional revelations
A toll on the health resulting in physical complications
A secret weapon, those stimulating words, sinks deeper
Intense pain, sadly pushed to be heard, the healer?
As Twilight falls, pins its curtain with a star, to conceal
The stillness at night that slumber can never steal...
The pain, a pillow to share the language that smears.
When the twin rivers overflow, spilling excessive tears!