My Tears
Tears—no wicked man is worthy of tears,
just the good ones. The chosen few,
the ones so dear,
that would go through fire and pain for you.
So this Valentine’s,
if you’re with that one true one,
spoil him before the day is gone.
Let him see how much you care,
how proud you are he is always there.
And when the night fades into the past,
let love like this forever last.
Not just in gifts or words you say,
but in the love you show each day.
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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I loved your Valentine poem and what a true statement: Tears—no wicked man is worthy of tears Nice job!!
A sweet and heartfelt Valentine’s reminder! Love isn’t just for one day—it’s in the everyday moments that matter most.
Another amazing poem! Fantastic work!