Tears Of The Rose

Tearful

* Tearful is a collection of poems, coined so to convey our tearful selves in its harsh world. Even though outwardly we shed no visible tears, our hearts weep waterfalls inside.

Short painful lives

We fly ahead on wings of tears
Trailing behind our little fears
Of academic failures and heartache
Trying to succeed in something
In our short little mortal lives
Lives so short yet do full of pain

We cry a path of tears
Our mournful cries no one hears
Is it only during our death knells
That people start to care
Faking admiration at our bravery in the face of death
When we ourselves, mere spirits now
Sought an escape from life
And embraced death gladly

We wipe away floods of our tears
Non-existent on our faces
But in our hearts still we cry
But why?

Why cry over dispproving parents
They'll never understand

Why cry over the sight of these
Fateful marks of red
Staining the purity of paper

Why cry as our teachers say
'They never learn'
While shaking their heads

Our lives so short yet so much pain
Pain we hid in icy hearts
Steeling our broken faces
And hiding our tears

Tear

Though her face bears
No flaws, no scars, no tears
Yet in her heart appears
Cracks, fragmenting pieces,
Tears

Self

Selfish we are, thinking only of
Ourselves,
and
We fail to see beyond
Our self-pity

Broken hearts

Broken hearts are we
Shattered pieces of glass
Jagged with blood and pain
Passers-by look on curiously
At our scattered fragments
Then step over and leave
No concern nor pity given
No outstretched hand nor help
None at all, nothing
They leave back nothing
Except our broken hearts

Leaves

We are drifting leaves
Floating upon smooth waters
Of our reflections

Then the waves turn rough
Crashing over us and drown
Our tattered broken selves

Grey

Life is but
Shades of grey
Happy light grey
Gloomy dark grey
Grey in our hearts
Grey of our souls

For nothing is truly
Good or evil
Happy or dad
There's no black or white
No clear defining line
In this world of
Everlasting gloom
Of gloomy grey