Hour 3: Saving My Tears

I’ll not let sorrow have my tears

My sorrows are full enough,

Overflowing and spreading drearily across my life

Eclipsing my sunrises

Shrouding my stars

 

I’ll not let sorrow have my tears

To shrink themselves into less,

Washing away guilt

Cleansing the soul

Stealing meaning from my sadness

 

I’ll not let sorrow have my tears

To comfort the pain,

Keeping the hurt within me

Enduring like a martyr

Baptizing as if divine

 

Rather than drown in swells of sorrow

I’m saving my tears for joy

Whenever it comes.

I’ll let joy burst out with my tears

5 thoughts on “Hour 3: Saving My Tears

  1. I’ll Not Let Sorrow Have My Tears…I loved this line. “Saving My Tears ” is wonderful. I love everything about this poem. I love the repetition, the pace, the tone and the twist..” I’ll let joy burst out my tears…Beautiful line, poem construction-everything! This is one of my choices.

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