Tears

A poem about the sadness of leaving someone you love

Tears

By Sabrina Fowl

What happens to the tears we cry?

Do they brush their own aside

When we don’t want to say good bye?

 

Or do they fall with happiness

Off your cheeks

To a loved one’s lips

 

What happens when they hit the ground?

Do they go splat?

Or maybe plop?

 

The final tear

Will stain your shirt

Leaving you with a memory

Of what hurt.

Author's Note

Do you like it? This is the first thing I have posted on the site, and hope you LOVE it!

Reviews

[Mockingbird]

there are answers to the questions about what happens to tears or how they arise, however the kind of tear that falls from a painful memory are probably the most bitter ones. it is lamenting the past that will never return, however, every time the memory comes back that same tear will fall again. excellent poem.

[cody mclaughlin]

Hi it's not the best u made but still amazing

[Wendy Seames Garner]

Very nice, Sabrina, congratulations on your contest win! That final tear really did me in. I have a hankie filled with tears of happiness and complete pain of loss.

[The Poetic Infusion Soc..]

I like this poem. I like the stance
The final tear
Will stain your shirt
Leaving you with a memory
Of what hurt.

I never really gotten round writing poems with rhyme, and I often like the ones that do.
I also think the first verse captured my attention which is good for writing if you want it read.
It's also quite melancholy and beautiful. Great poet. :) I'll be looking into more of your works.

[cody mclaughlin]

i realize that the writing tears is in my contest. its true friends

[Sarah]

Definitely love your poem. Its beautiful. Thanks for sharing! :)

[Diwakar - "The Warrior ..]

nice one...........tears ..... a diamond of happiness & best friend of sorrow..........nice write :-)

[cody mclaughlin]

i LOVE it lol

[♪The Girl Next Do..]

Short and sweet, a simple yet complex poem. Way to put your work out there! Can't wait to read more!

[just is]

a very relatable write, enjoyed the read. I know what it's like.