Saturday, December 29, 2012

Tears ,, Tears... and Tears.. Every where...

Tears roll down 
Though they have more power
To move up above the sky 
And  destroy 
The entire Universe. 
I just read a song  a sonnet
A Poem by FlawedByDesign

The world resides in her eyes behind
the incandescent vitality of youth.
Trapped in the fluorescence of her tears
sleeping in the fabric of her dreams.

Effervescent freckles in her gaze
a reflection of beauty within.
An imaginary island; perfection
painted in the bright minds of old.

A single teardrop drips down her cheek
across the universe of her starry face.
It illumines the world held within
echoing the innocence of her years.

Remit the release of her purity
let it not shatter by way of woe.
Kiss her divine face with your fingers
and return the tear to its rightful place.

Sacred are a woman’s tears.

1 comment:

புது பதிவைப் படித்துவிட்டுப் போறவரே !

உங்க எண்ணத்தைச் சொல்லிவிட்டுப் போங்க !!!