The Silence Heard

Biography of The Silence Heard

I am not a Poet. I just write what I am feeling or thinking at any given moment, but feel free to comment on anything. Updates


The tears oh how they flow, as if a stream to an ocean.
Never ending, ever current.

Why am I crying?

For reasons undisclosed, for moments ever passing.

I wipe, I wipe
They don't stop! Just keep coming.

Eyes all dried out, head on my pillow,
another night I cry myself to sleep.

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