The house that tears built

Within the mind,
a haunted inn
houses an air
of sadness
where drinks
are your poison.
There a lone thought
fishes off the pier
to catch a moment.
Elsewhere, footsteps of many
a thoughts are heard
running into the distance,
the vanishing point.
As a tear drop falls
the fog of emptiness
descends clouding
the looking glass.
Behind every smile
houses a sadness
sometimes the windows
are opened
sometimes the door
is closed.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

Sadness and tears permeate this house; people are aggrieved for some reason or another.
I hope its inhabitants find relief and solace, feed themselves with fishes aplenty.