Tear Drops Poem by beibee beibee

time hurts when we wait
expecting you’ll be here
with the wind’s whisper

tears teardrops tears dropp
and never stop

as the heat of longing harasses our
psyche of persecuted passion

fractures of fragile feeling
in faded face of forlorn future
shrunken silence of unsung tragedies

time heals when it’s past
eternal future suddenly made present
just the marks of time left as reminders
in empty space of filled minds

tears teardrops tears dropp
and never stop...

hurting healer when shall these tears
be in your skin-bottle?