when we met
i found a thousand love/hate emotional fragments
in your heart
my own heart
an exact mirror of those thousand fragments
when we met
i know – no one can heal your heart
with their own broken heart
but who else will bring you a bottle of rain
for when your heart cannot tell the difference
between the tears in your heart and the rain
but one who knows the difference
being with you – and can tell the difference
the reassuringly pleasing difference
between your tearful pain and your smile
i – who loves it when you smile
the cage is already around the bird
there is no need to further restrict the bird
allow the bird feeding on the fragments
feeding on its innards – the fragments
of your broken heart to wander free
from the fragments that remind it it isnt free
here is my bottle of rain
to wash away the fragments of pain
for when it does rain and the pain
threatens – as usual – to taint the rain.
fkregieblog 2016
October 19, 2016 at 15:33
Tears of emotional pain and tears of mechanical hurt were chemically analysed and a significant difference was found….. so tears of hurt can fool only your eyes to think otherwise , never your brain…! That is evident in this poem. Neat bottle of rain….. 🙂
Must be a place where it rains very heavy……
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October 19, 2016 at 16:07
thanks for reading and the insightful comments. it rains in most hearts.
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October 19, 2016 at 17:30
“It rains most in my heart ” That line is a poem…..:-)
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October 19, 2016 at 17:38
i agree.
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October 19, 2016 at 22:44
Hearts tears are emotions that fall
Pouring out truthfully
Or are they escaping
Pain and love
Want and hate
Hurt and desire
Drip down out of the unseen eye
These emotions rain from the cloud held within the skies of our being
The heart it reigns all the time
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October 19, 2016 at 23:43
nice poetic remarks, Bluejay. thanks for reading.
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October 19, 2016 at 23:49
You’re welcome sweetness
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