The Keeper Of Her Tears Poem by Rose Marie Juan-austin
The Keeper Of Her Tears
Oh, how lovely that cotton handkerchief
Hiding in the pocket of her red dress
So ornately decorated
The purest white
And she wears it
With a slight touch
Of Light Blue Dolce Gabana
She dabs her face with it
And uses to suppress
An impending laugh
Most of the times
It is what she clings to
As if where her life depends
As she softly wipes awayher tears.
She shed tears
More than she had to
Everybody is gone
Friends were no longer there
To weep with her.
She got wrinkles
Like the map of her life
Large veins snaking her fragile hands
Yet, she permsher hair
And still the crowning glory
Of her beautiful face.
Gray carpeted the sky
But still the sunset beacons her
By witnessing its grandeur
She appreciated all gifts
Life has given her.
As she held the pocket of her dress
Where her handkerchief lies
She has no more tears
To keep
It is time to shed
Their tears
For her
Copyright 2017, Rose Marie Juan-Austin, All Rights Reserved
Cotton handkerchief is really lovely that is hiding in pocket. White is purest colour that touches mind. Gray carpeted the sky. Crowning glory in beautiful face is nice. She has no more tears is wise definitely. An amazing poem is beautifully penned....10
Kumarmani, you are a poet with an analytical mind. Thank you for the insights as always.
A beautiful poem really. 'Gray carpeted the sky But still the sunset beacons her By witnessingits grandeur She appreciated all gifts Life has given her.'...is very nice. Thanks for sharing.
A poet is one who can, if he/she so wishes, extract some oil from a grain of sand. Rose Marie is one such poet, this poem proves it. Here she has extracted life out of a mere handkerchief. A fabulous poem
Though life has given her tough times and she has shed tears many a time, altogether she is happy! She doesn't complain to anybody. The kerchief with her comes to her aid whenever an unpremeditated tear trickles down her cheeks. The ornately decorated kerchief, hiding in the pocket of dress is more or less a constant companion to her when other friends desert her! A life of pain and joy is masterfully delineated here!
Tears and handkerchief are the most famous tools for women who want to achieve what they have intended. Great.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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It's a fabulous poem! . I always appreciate the way you use simile......She got wrinkles like the map of her life....Thanks for sharing Rose....10
It is always an honor to have wonderful comments from you, Dr.Dillip. Thank you so much.