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Teardrop

door killea

Beside the sea on a moonlit night
when life should have been full of delight
a child shed painful tears
of anguish, unspeakable fears
a teardrop fell into the ebb and flow
to ride the waters of eternal woe

a man, he seldom cried anymore
though lost in his internal war
his Weltschmerz gripped his soul
unfulfilled desires burned
like smouldering coal
a raindrop fell upon his face
prompting what time could not erase

silently he wept again
tears united with the pouring rain
he cried for then and what is now
hard earned furrows on his brow
yet by life's grace, he was no longer alone
she took his hand and led him home

feedback van andere lezers

• martine
  een sterk dicht
  xxx
  killea: Many thanks, Martine
  xx
  j
• Zingendevleugel
  een heel diep mooie zee gedicht vol
  subliem!
  killea: Thank you, Diana
  xxx
  j
• Mistaker
  The boat that I row...
  
  Beautiful poem June!
  
  Greta xx
  killea: Thanks, Greta
  xx
  j
• tessy
  Heel erg mooi
  killea: many thanks, Tessy
  xxx
  j
• jamal
  I LOVE YOU JUNE!
  
  amazing how your words, piece for piece, led me...
  
  I'm glad I've visit you today
  (not always possible, how much I want to)
  
  
  xxx
  killea: You are too kind, many thanks for coming along Jamal
  xx
  j
• ppe
  sterk!
  killea: many thanks, ppe
  xx
  j
• Liesje
  een pareltje!
  killea: many thanks, Liesje
  xx
  j
• ivo
  een zeer mooie traandruppel op mijn scherm schittert helder ...
  killea: thank you, Ivo
  xx
  j
• jan
  this teardrop made me happy June!
  xxx
  j
  
  
  killea: that makes me happy, Jan
  xxx
  j
• Magdalena
  weeral: magnifiek June!
  killea: Thank you, sweetheart
  xxx
  j
• yellow
  prachtige kunst noem ik dit, zoveel inhoud,
  M.
  x
  killea: thank you love
  xx
  j
• alie_jankind
  Ook al met de tranen die raken ...
  de eerste en laatste strofe vind ik het mooiste,
  best leesbaar
  
  groeten
  killea: thank you, alie
  xx
  j
• klaver4
  that's what i've wrote about in my poem 'Dat ik oprecht van jou hou'.
  if anything, when somebody that normally does not cry in the presence of other people, does so in your presence, that is a truth and bone vote of absolute confidence; and that's very moving. When that happens to me, being the receiving part of that communication, I'm always overwelmed then, and can only hold my own tears if I know that it will not help that person.
  That's what I read here! Moving June!
  xxx
  klaver4
  
  killea: I am overwhelmed by your beautiful FB, Dicky
  many thanks
  love
  June