The Tears I have Cried

A poem I wrote sometime ago. :)

I have cried so many tears they could last for millions of years, Crying is something that can be done on the inside but sometimes tears can show.. But most of the time the inner pain and tears is what we never show. 

 

Today I have cried, I have missed all the ones I love that have died. I love the yesterdays and the past, The memories I hold onto and I wish they could last. 

I hold those memories dear to me. For you are everything. You always have been everything to me and you forever will. 

I remember as a child sitting by my window sill at night. Looking up into the night sky at the brilliant bright moon in the sky. That moon covers this entire earth, from every country and every part of this land every colour and racial beings at hand. The moon has been forever above us. I stare at the moon at night and think so many people before I have stared at that very moon.. My ancestors, the people that I have loved dearly and that are no longer living today.. Even my dog winnie that is in the Animal Kingdom of heaven today and all my childhood animals, icons, and love ones that are no longer here. How I wish deep in my saddened heart that you were near. 

I remember years ago when time seem so simple then and I how I use to feel everyone on earth was my friend. Then i grew up and faced hard reality that there was bad people that walk amongst us each and every day.. That children, and babies in there cots can be ripped away blown into the next oblivion that we too will see someday. 

I have always had love in my heart.. But there is hate too. But feelings are just emotions and thats all they ever are. But feelings can tell us a story, it tells us who we are. They call tell so many stories that can bring laughter to a entire crowd, stories can make us cry. Stories can also be a final and sad goodbye. But stories can be so magical and true. 

What we need more in this world is magic for me and for you. We need to make this world a better place. Look at us now? We are falling apart everywhere now.. These world disasters is a way to say the world is sick. If we don't pull together and do something this world will just not stick. 

But the world is turning and it will do what it will. I will turn back into the child at the window sill dreaming of better days, and hoping for better tomorrows. When will this world and the people in it stop all this sorrow?

No more war, no more pain. No more hatred. Lets love again. 

Let the flowers bloom, and let the birds sing, lets change the world and see what changes we can bring. Let the trees sway in the breeze, stop poverty and disease, stop bringing countries to there knees. 

Listen.Love, and learn. This world needs love can't you listen to it yearn? But for now it turns like a wave turns a tide. At the end of our times can we say to ourselves we tried?

Author's Note

I wrote this poem sometime ago, I may not have the best grammar but the feelings are there. :)

Reviews

[Cicera]

Usually I don't like doing this, but here I feel like quoting a line or two that are my favourites.

They can tell so many stories that can bring laughter to the crowds, stories can make us cry. And stories can be a final and sad goodbye. but stories can be so magical and true. So many times I said these words to myself.

A mistake that many people fall in is to reach out for happiness in the opposite direction from sadness. And they think that the further they move on, more distant the sorrows become and remote.

I don't know what happiness, fake, unture or unreal they find out there, whereas sadness lies side close to happiness. What sort of a thing is to say, 'I,m happy'? Feelings always go in pairs-or so at least language wants us to think-and choosing one would be like overlooking the other.

It is like liking one and not liking the other. Is it not cruel to pay the love to one and deny it the other, and I mean it not only for a feeling or an idea but anything that there are a word or two to define it? For also tears are a part of us that reflects a true side of ourselves. And so is joy.

Feelings are not only words. You do not tame them and let out one or the other when it suits you unless you want to restrain yourself for a purpose. If that is what I am, then I'm making my point clear that I choose to love someone and hate someone else. Out of the same mind we see with our eyes the enemy and the friend.

War above all is dishonesty. There can never be a true reason for making one.

[Dancing in time]

Would like to thank the last two reviewers :) Its so nice of you to do and share your opinions. Thank you so much for reading

[Walk away slow poet]

Such a sad heart tugging write. So much emotion. You did a very good job expressing yourself.

[Dancing in time]

thank you lilbit i copied and pasted this from my files so i apologise for the small font . Thank you for liking it though. :)

[Hoosier Belle]

This is very well written, enjoyed this it was a little hard to read. The font is so small. Then again it could be me, i can't see anything if i don't wear my glasses. Awesome job!

[Dancing in time]

Oh sorry about this one.. I copied and pasted it over from my files. I never knew it would come out quite so small. :) But thank you for liking it Ryan. :)

[Ryan Miller]

I really really liked this. My advice? Next time PLEASE use a bigger font! I was practically eating my computer screen to read it!!! :p

[Dancing in time]

I write things that I feel. Especially things I am passionate about. :) Thanks for the message Sunny.

[idk]

Wow. This is amazing. I love the emotions and the feelings. You can tell that there real. Great job!!