[POEMS] Cerca Trova - Poetry Collection Volume 1

[POEM 34]

No Tears Left To Cry

A sad strange tears falls into the floor
As I see blood in thy midst as I open the door
The depth of my despair continues to flow in my cheeks
I have no tears left to cry as soul in agony tweaks

All my inks have run out so was my tears
I'm dying inside as I last visioned my fears
As I weep; I see joy crying in vain
My tears into blood and my blood tears into hideous pain

Melancholy, unhappy, miserable, sorrow or crestfallen
There are no words left to define this dismal burden
I'm not heart broken, alone, devastated or taken for granted
To reanimate my old dead self in this glum is all I ever wanted

In the night my shapless solitude I will deny
This is just a lachrymose of a poet who have no tears left to cry.

~[XxxCH1CH4N88]~/@NamelessPoet