Crying

We are all human and beautiful.

Why do we hide it?

                    Our...

                         Sorrow...

                                   Within...

In times of extreme sorrow

                    We tend not to cry

                                            But why?

                                                  Is it embarrassing?

Death is a heavy burden

                       But just...

                                   Keep holding on what she left

                                                        That's how you keep her alive

Why do we hide it?

                    Our tears...

                                  Is a gift...

                                             It's beautiful...

Reviews

[Tasha]

I loved your word choice, thoughtful poem.

[Amata Luna]

Now I see that you have your trademark style. This is another poem to be liked about you. Seemingly simple but it holds an utterly new meaning when you go with the flow. Your choice of words is just simple but the gravity of how you placed them well made it more and more better to read and ponder through. :)

[Poetic Beauty]

Tears cleanse the soul and bring inner peace. This is a great thought put into poetry.

[samantha munning]

i liked it a lot. very interesting and it was very well written. i hope to see more

[Aianarie (INACTIVE)]

I very much enjoyed this short, simple poem. I like the tabs, adds effective visual interest. Nice job.

[reflectingus]

Very thoughtful poem. Often I've felt sad, but tears just won't come out. Perhaps we want to show the world that we're strong, maybe crying would give us away. However, I think crying is a way of helping yourself, it's much better to let those tears out, rather than let them build inside. I also like the structure, the way you made your words flow, like tears, and elicited some things to think about. Great job.

[Phantom Heart]

My grandmother told me once that her sister passed away and she didn't cry at the funeral, but she had to be the heart and soul of everything then two weeks later she just started crying and couldn't stop for 3 days straight. She told me she had never been so sad in her life. But she seemed to hide it from the rest of the world.
Your poem made me think about why people tend to do this. Its funny because I can't think of an answer. I can't because everyone is different and will say something different.
I think your piece is nice and gives readers something to ponder. Thank you for sharing.