My writing, so vague, it catches the eye
a small but clearly written lie-
its heart cold and barren white,
the master of false alibi.
A cactus sitting in the dirt
tear stains on my yellow shirt-
or so, I wish, for by and by,
I've found I posses an inability to cry.
It's sad, I know, but tears don't come
even just a shroud, stout one,
beckoned by my heart's desire
obviously not ranked higher.
An advantage, almost, to stand tall
without a single wavering and small
doubt, but I still have them;
inside I'm screaming and grim.
My tears are invisible, dry on my cheeks,
traveling down air streams, no streaks;
just a remembrance and puffy eyes,
no tears shroud this sullen disguise.
Stone-cold, I stare ahead,
my eyes clench tightly, vision turning red
a difference, between you and I?
I posses an inability to cry.
But still, I sit, and glare at a wall
waiting silently for it all to fall
and I think of how I fell for you;
a single tear ran
down my cheek
off my chin
through the air
on my shoe,
and a smirk developed on my face,
apparently, I can't erase
emotions that have dug deep
are there for my broken heart to keep.
I posses an inability to cry-
on demand.
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Oh.My.God. I seriously love this poem. Instead of just skimming the surface like many people do, you really got down the the deep emotions and comparisons. I must say, this poem really speaks to me. Especially near the end-
"But still, I sit, and glare at a wall waiting silently for it all to fall and I think of how I fell for you;a single tear ran down my cheek off my chin through the air on my shoe,and a smirk developed on my face,apparently, I can't erase emotions that have dug deep are there for my broken heart to keep.I posses an inability to cry-on demand"
Keep it up!
I like the subject of this poem. An innability to cry.... In the beginning, I like the flow and the rhymes. In the 4th paragraph last sentence, It sounded a bit out of place. But PLEASE don't take my comments too seriously. I LOVE your work, corrected or not!
Good work. i have nothing say more about your piece of writing but it touched my hearts deeply. it's showing how your heart broke into pieces. you cant cry cant laugh is awesome.
Thank you
Suraj