Puddles of Tears

by «-Pale-Petals-»   May 17, 2005


Your voice rings,
In my now deaf ears,
Your eyes look back at me,
Through the puddles of my tears.

Spiders and cobwebs,
Infest through my blood,
Hearts been ripped out,
And replaced with mud.

Eyes are heavy,
But cant seem to close,
I'm beginning to die,
Like a withering rose.

Cried so much,
That tears cant produce,
I have no purpose here,
I have no use.

Don't like dreaming,
Cause their always about you,
Hating waking up,
Knowing none of it was true.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Krete

    The result of insomnia due, in part or what not, to the loss of this individual is very well played and written about.

    The idea of puddles of tears comes across very well in this piece. Love can be both exciting and wonderful. The results it can have are endless. It is always a fond interest of mine to see the 'under' results of love. That is to say the insomniacs and great upsets that the affect of love has on those individuals. Much like my own.

    You do have an interesting ending - the last two stanzas. "Cries so much, That tears can't produce - Don't like Dreaming - Knowning none of it was true." The individual 'bangs' in the meter, if you will, here - are vibrant and heart pounding. Tears can easily fill eyes when you read it .... hats off to you.

    5/5

  • 19 years ago

    by ElegantlyWasted

    Very well written hun. I like the 5th stanza the best .. but overall the poem was deffinatley amazing, (as always) :D

    Luffvoo forever hun <3
    Kalah.

  • 19 years ago

    by EpithetPoet

    I liked the 3rd and 5th stanzas the best. The second stanza with the rhyming sounded a bit forced but it's still a really sweetly-bitter poem :)
    Much love,
    -A

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