Tears Of My Soul

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Tears Of My Soul

I remember so dear

the days of old

As down my face

the tears do roll.

 

I’ve tried so hard

to put things to rest,

But I continually fail

my hearts biggest test.

 

So vivid the visions,

So fresh is the pain;

Am I never to feel

whole again.

 

Over and over in

my mind go,

The memories that cause

the tears of my soul.

 

©1990 KMDavis-Scheuer (Age 19)

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Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

Luiseach’s Poems (27)

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