The Way In Which We Cry
in Crying Poems
Do we cry to heal ourselves?
Do we cry simply to shed a tear?
Is it because we just can?
Or because that certain person isn't here?
in Crying Poems
Do we cry to heal ourselves?
Do we cry simply to shed a tear?
Is it because we just can?
Or because that certain person isn't here?
Your kindness has been blessed to me
From the stars above.
Your words all fill my heart with joy
And the utmost love.
This poem is written with heart and soul, something we can rarely put into words. This poem about angelic forces touched me in a very personal way and was much needed due to my tragic...
This was positively delightful! I'm quite sure this sums up just about anyone who has ever tried to exercise, only to be utterly fed up with it in no time. This definitely got me laughing, and I'll know what poem to read the next time I need a little laugh after miserably failing at trying to stick with my workout plan. A wonderfully fun poem indeed!
This poem is so meaningful, and I thank you from the bottom of my heart for sharing it. I had lost my great-grandfather very suddenly last year from a heart attack. No one expected it to happen, as he was always very healthy and active. A month before, he was out in his yard, planting his favorite tomatoes, and then for him to suddenly be in the ICU, it truly took its toll on me and my family. Even now, it still pains me to think that I can no longer see him, but this poem, this poem has touched my heart, and while it can't wash away the pain I feel, it lets me have peace of mind knowing that he is in a better place. I also must thank you for all your replies. Scrolling down, I can easily see what kind of person you are. You have answered everybody that had left you a story, even years after publishing this poem. You are obviously a very kind-hearted person, and I thank you so, so very much for everything you have done. I wish you a very happy life.
I absolutely loved this! Short but sweet, this poem has so much meaning and beauty behind it. I am just so touched by this poem, and I can only imagine how much meaning it must have for you and your family.
This hit me hard. I always try to make others happy, I'll smile, I'll listen, I'll make sure that they know they're loved. When it comes to myself, though, I never let anyone see how deep I've really sunk in my own worries and thoughts. It's gotten to the point where it's hard to give a real smile anymore, and people have started to notice the difference. I really love this poem, and I hope I have enough strength to get better and be truly happy like at the end of this poem. Thank you. I needed this.