In silent rooms, silent tears are shed;
Silent eulogies are read of unspoken words of love
That on silent nights, always should have been said.
Tag: Feelings
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Cold winter winds blow tears away from green eyes;
Sobbing reverberates in the frigid night.
Towering trees shed leaves to acknowledge her agony.
Her loving heart is deeply wounded from sorrow;
A bright winter moon highlights a trail of red snow. -
In darkness, you wrap me in your warmth and hold me tightly.
You nourish me with love and kind words of inspiration.
With Affection, you rub me gently and speak to me in soft tones.
In tempest and sorrow you are my strength, and place of refuge.
Day by day, I grow strong in your never ending affection.
In your womb, I am comforted. -
Walls witness tears in dark rooms.
Debilitating illness drains strength
And leaves one listless and withered.
The venom of fear infiltrates bloodstream
And relentlessly infuses itself.
Movements are slow and measured.
Lethargy renders the once youthful
Spirit to ashes and dust;
The chaos of the mind is manifested.
War rages behind bloodshot eyes.
Days of the week are forgotten
And become useless and irrelevant.
The sun is not felt or seen for months.
Time is measured in moments of reprieve.
The toxicity of it is potent, and unforgiving.
Pain is purged through tears and loud cries.
Thoughts of existence are contemplated
And weighed in the balance.
Intimate Compositions 