In the profundity of her eyes
Grey dark mystical clouds
Holding the weight of tears
Overwhelming sprinkle of storms
Holding back to spill it out
On the parched souls
With it's mourn of troubles
Biting the dust to share the
Implicit expressions of torment.
© Aarzoo Mehek
A deep sublime soulful muse! A great poem in brevity! Kudos! Plz do read and comment your thoughts on my newest prose titled, " face veils/face masks same thing " as it fosters an understanding of the shared veiling practice btw east and west since history. I have received comments for it in my inbox though they don't show up under my poem yet.
'eyes.... Holding the weight of tears' have the potential to work up a tempest but more often than naught it is suppressed or withheld to preclude the possibility of any trouble in one's relationships. Thank you very much for sharing this profound poem.
In the deep field of eyes The sadness of separation Cultivating the tears..... Loneliness
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The sad tale of a wounded heart - nicely described by the profundity of her eyes....I wonder what weight those tears must have carried. Loved it 100++