Collecting teardropsA Poem by willwebGathering
feelings of
little comfort or warmth Shadowing
the promises of
ribbon shaped clouds floating
silently in harmony with
my heartbeat My
mind drifts softly The
darkness comes on a
sunlit day, reaching with its hand through
this wood framed window streaked
in sadness but
transparent so that I may see into
the fabric of my memories, desperately
fighting the fears that
slowly form beyond
the tattered curtains Whispers
echo on still
waters, shimmering surfaces drenched
in sorrow, emptiness in mirrored gazes, worn
beaches holding impressions of
before encounters and words written where
my soul claws in
search of its loss Now I
sit here collecting teardrops, so
many shed, flowing anguish embedded
in desperation, outlining
the cracks in my heart, etched
in tomorrows, lost
to yesterdays, when
today you are gone © 2022 willwebReviews
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5 Reviews Added on December 1, 2022 Last Updated on December 1, 2022 AuthorwillwebTXAboutHi, I am willweb. Maybe you remember me and maybe you don't. I have been writing here on and off for years. I pop in and write and read and comment and make friends and learn new things. I enjoy maki.. more..Writing
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