A Silent Tear

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  • Loneliness
    • deedeemcgee
    • writes as a release, that is what has gotten me this far in life, some I can write here, but most are personal reminders of past and future and an outlet to make better choices these days.

    A Silent Tear

     As I lay here alone
    sheers blowing with the breeze
    my mind wanders to previous years.

    I feel your presence here
    though your face I cannot see
    Falls a silent tear
    to know we cannot be.

    The hypocrisys of life
    we could not endure
    to much chaos, to much strife
    to many things unpure

    I cried so many tears
    the day you went away
    I learned of brand new fears
    and now here I lay

    The quiet of the night
    the shadows on the walls
    the dawn begins to show
    and my loneliness appears

    But silently I know
    your love for me still holds
    we cannot let it show
    we must do as we are told.

    And falls....................................A SILENT TEAR

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    lonewolf commented on A Silent Tear

    11-27-2009

    i feel your loneliness. spoke about it in 'empty soul". tomorrow dawns a new day, and with it comes the possibility of a new love. blessings to you
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    laydbak1 commented on A Silent Tear

    10-02-2009

    I feel the deep sense of loss, the empty solitude, the irony of loneliness, and the twinge of hope near the end... You did your job well here... Good write...
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    PedroSM commented on A Silent Tear

    09-30-2009

    That was great,You fear and your lonliness seems genuine.That fact the something is really bothering you is was brings the poem alive!
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    deedeemcgee

    09/30/2009

    Thank you for your comment.That is an extremely old one.

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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