Ok, so in case you haven't noticed, there might be a small backlog of poetry being spewed out here. It's not that i think i am a fabulous poet or anything but I find that it's useful to take the thoughts that are busy making a racket inside of my head and put them down on paper. Ok wait, I guess there's no paper involved here. Damn. :)
So, here's poem #3 and the last one for today. It helped me to write it so maybe it will help you to read it. If not, go here instead...always worth a laugh!
An ocean of tears...
where do they come from?
where do they go?
Imagine if we could set sail on this ocean and travel to a faraway place where suffering has no meaning.
Imagine if we could follow the wind and discover a place of peace for all,
where tears are sweet and hearts are open.
It all begins with a single drop:
spilled with love,
or because of it.
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