A teardrops can be a poem
A liquid form of pain or even joy
Translated by a piece of paper and pen
Each word can mark as a stain
The deep and hurt that is hidden inside
Can be released thru our eyes
Plenty of promises, but never kept
All are just nothing but a lie
As teardrops keep shedding on the ground
Until no words are being formed
Crying all the pain from the inside
To tranquil the approaching storm
Agony is just another form of it
It is penned by our tears
The pain is the author of some story
Until there is someone soothes the pain
A liquid form of pain or even joy
Translated by a piece of paper and pen
Each word can mark as a stain
Can be released thru our eyes
Plenty of promises, but never kept
All are just nothing but a lie
Until no words are being formed
Crying all the pain from the inside
To tranquil the approaching storm
It is penned by our tears
The pain is the author of some story
Until there is someone soothes the pain
Thank you for sharing. Really nice!!!
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Nice post friend, I like
Nice pic