I wish I were the tear falling from your eye
Gliding down your cheek
Sensing your skin
Soaking up a kiss
Standing tall on your chin
From then on falling,
Falling in a puddle of sorrow
I would suffer less
Not feel so hollow
After giving you a heart break
And ending all that I faked.
But now I am sure,
I’m not on a lie
‘I love you’
To say this everyday I die.
I want to right the wrong
Sing a love song
For you I long
But I know you won’t come back to me.
How I wish I were the tear falling from your eye
For at least I would have the company of-
Your cheek, your skin, your kiss, your chin
Your all
And
Together
We’ll drop In a puddle of love.
I wish I were the tear falling from your eye
But even these wishes are dry.
this. is. friggin'. AMAZING. a different take on your average sad love poem. i love the image of being the tear on one's cheek. its perfect. i love this poem to death. :)
I love this poem doll. I love the title. Its so sensual in a sad way. Beatiful.
This is a fine piece of work, a soulful and sorrowful piece of which I can totally relate emotionally.
so nice...what a beautiful desire.... to be that to someone...
How I wish I were the tear falling from your eye For at least I would have the company of- Your cheek, your skin, your kiss, your chin I wish I were the tear falling from your eye But even these wishes are dry. What is impossible it is found possible thro' your poem.
hey preeti.. i liked this 1.. u too r quite good wid words.. :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Preeti, this reads like a tear from heaven... great write! ! Brian