Sadness

Tears of sadness fall
like hot spring rain
onto the earth of my heart.
Until it's soggy.
Steam creating a moody
mist, so even if you saw not
the liquid rivulets,
racing quietly down my cheeks,
the moisture in the air
makes palpable the hidden
sorrow that I must feel,
And feel deeply,
for anything less would be
to deny my love and
dishonour my heart which
trembles and calls down the
rain.




Poetry by Maija Liepins
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Written on 2017-04-14 at 19:25

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shells
So sad, I really love the line "which trembles and calls down the rain."
2017-04-15


Helen Paquin The PoetBay support member heart!
Yes, there is much sadness in life.
Good read. Well wishes.
2017-04-15


Eli The PoetBay support member heart!
So real. So lovely.
2017-04-15