The Gift Of Crying

We do try to keep the tears
We're afraid that no one cares
Our hearts' weight a thousand tonnes
We then start the sighing tones.

Nay! Sighing won't work
If it does, it's luck
Sighs are just to fool
Heart's still in pain pool.

Let the tears flow

Let the tears flow
Let your 'motions show
Crying only can make light...
Your dear heart in pain and plight.

If you try to prove strong
Although it is not wrong
Emotions are bombs: on heart, a load
They can build up and later explode.

If you can't find a shoulder
Or a hand, to hold, from an'ther
It's fine, just find the pillows
Cry; give your emotions blows.


Hearts that cry are soft
They float and stay aloft
Burdened hearts are of stone
Heavy; in pain they moan.

=== by +Ishola Abdulwasiu Ayodele (c) 2014 ===

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