Tears fall in silence, a language unknown,
Each drop a story, a pain we've outgrown.
They carve paths on faces, etching the past,
Moments we hold, though they slip so fast.
Born from the heart, where truth often hides,
Tears are the rivers where sorrow resides.
They cleanse, they reveal, the depths we don't share,
In the quiet of night, they show we're still there.
About the Creator
Komal
I write poems and stories that hit the feels.
When I’m not lost in my own plots, I’m either daydreaming about the next big idea or just winging life with a grin.
𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 ℙ𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕒𝕟 𝕀𝕄ℙ𝔸ℂ𝕋
Comments (15)
Brilliant 🏆
Great !!
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So true and beautiful!
Love it!
very good
Well done, this really makes me want to get better at poetry.
Lovely!!
Quite interesting and very intriguing
very interesting
What a striking image for this piece 😁
Sad poetry yes. ❤️ Acrostic?
Mesmerizing!
Very deep lines! Fantastic
hmm