Tears are falling,
From beautiful eyes.
Tears are falling,
Because of beautiful lies.
Tears are falling,
Because of what you said.
Tears are falling,
Onto a beautiful bed.
Tears are falling,
In a beautiful stream.
Tears are falling,
Because of a beautiful dream.
Tears are falling,
Because of your lies.
Tears are falling,
As beautiful dies.
Wow! Excellent write! Those tears.... they burn tracks as they roll down. (HUGE HUG)
This poem is an extraordinary example of how the repetition of a word can be extremely effective. The word beautiful culminated in a death. An ingenious poem. Excellent, Summer!
Those who lie must cry yet love is like a rose with thorn we have to accept the truth
A lovely write Summer, it was the title that brought me to open these Beautiful words. Thank you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
As beautiful dies, how poetic, indeed a very sweet composition, sweeter than cane sugar. How well have you trapped the dying of something beautiful which in most cases is the death of a perception, a sensation a thought, an impression. It is indeed quite an enigma how great importance perceptions, and images hold in our lives and this poem so succinctly summarises it.