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Pounds of pain punctured my progress
Tons of trouble terminated my tranquility
Swarms of stress subtracted my substance
My heart exploded like a thousand thunders
My mind melted and my spirit splintered
Hanging by a thread destined to burst
I tried to wash away the wounds with words
But the stains were deeply dyed in concrete colors
Verbal detergents were badly and sadly defeated
Verbosity crumbled, fell at my feet and retreated
Internal torment was the architect of my demise
Terrorizing my thoughts and hijacking my hope
Music tried to massage me out of my misery
But though the words were so wonderful
And the melody so moving and majestic
Misfortune only mushroomed and multiplied
I sought solution in the fraternity of friends
But their fantastic fellowship fell flat on its face
As the vanity of my vicissitudes vented and vomited
Causing emotional dehydration and mental suffocation
Pounds of pain to be pushed out
Stupendous swarms of stress to secrete
But nothing happened until a tear fell from my eye
It impacted me so powerfully that I began to cry
I felt so happy that I jumped for joy
I was like a kid with a brand new toy
From that day I celebrated the power of a tear
And with anyone who would listen, share:
Hand picked from the clouds of my heart
Providing me with an excellent new start
A tear
Carrying the DNA of pain
Washing away hurtful stains
A tear
Expressing unspeakable feelings
Creating new channels of healing
A tear
Traveling through tunnels of tragedy
Transporting tremendous tons of therapy
A tear
Rushing into a river of reformation
Creating a deluge of consolation
A tear
Tearing down walls of internal imprisonment
Building beautiful bridges of betterment
A tear
Providing homeostasis
Averting my crisis
A tear
Seasoned with the salt of reality
Rescued me from the claws of insanity
A tear
Flowing directly from the tear in my soul
Anchoring my feet and making me whole
A tear
Much thanks to you my dear tear
You are the reason I'm still here
howard simon
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Thursday, January 29, 2009 |
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Tuesday, May 11, 2010 |
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Comments about this poem (~The Power of a Tear~
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Romeo Della Valle (10/28/2011 7:40:00 PM)
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Howard, it is such a great pleasure to read and fully enjoy any of your always well penned and touching poems, especially this one. Tear, what a powerful word that becomes in our lives a reservoir of meanings: Pain, Love, Emotion, Sadness, Loneliness, Joy and a unique fact of our own being! 10+++ Thank you for sharing this beautiful masterpiece! God Bless You! Love and Peace for always! Your admirer and friend Romeo from New York City!
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Unwritten Soul (10/14/2011 9:21:00 AM)
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A tear is a blessing, it dissolve all pain, release a relief let in peace to eyes for let the light enter for the new vision :) ...This poem so strong, so much i can tell i like it :) A power of tears, not a waste but a salty solution of emotion remedy...could be joy and sad, each dropp of tears amazingly a cure..write more Howard_Unwritten Soul
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Excel Famson (8/21/2011 7:40:00 PM)
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This is a work of art. In the catigory of any of the great poets!
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Zama Msibi (4/11/2011 6:53:00 AM)
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Excellent mfundisi! ! This poem reminds me of my own tear...thanks for putting into words what some of us cannot express, yet a living reality.
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Fubara Benstowe (3/4/2011 11:49:00 PM)
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I enjoy reading this poem over and over again, it actually revealed the true power of a tear, i like every line in the poem and the message itself, thanks for sharing and God bless you.
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Abigail Cl (2/28/2011 1:08:00 PM)
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awww i love this poem so much
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Matthew C. L. Pratt (2/22/2011 4:15:00 PM)
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I really like the use of the tear as a catalyst from a macabre style to a more optimistic one, and I really think you exemplified the catharsis like qualities of the tear.
Well Done.
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Wendy Thopliss (2/20/2011 11:27:00 PM)
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That tear is so strange, it did not come from your eye it came from your heart. tried to rate this but it won't let me. great poem, if i could i would give you a 10.
Wendy.x
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Rinki Nandy (2/8/2011 11:04:00 AM)
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Music tried to massage me out of my misery
A 'Tear' is why you are still here? Thanks to the tear; you have not only heard your inner voice but also put it to words which readers can relate to. In our weak moments it is the tear and it should be the 'tear' for all else is only temporary and numb.
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Kevin Carney (2/6/2011 12:26:00 PM)
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This is a great poem. It is very thought provoking. I like the way you wrote this out of the box on your own terms. There are very many great lines lines to list here. You have a fine write here.10+
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