"Tear drop"

"Tear drop"

A Poem by Day Dreamer
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I'd written this poem in the year 2010... There was a guy who loved me so mcuh. And one fine day he cried.. I felt very bad so wrote a poem for him..hehe

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I saw myself in his tear drops,
It conveyed me, what I was,
Stubborn enough to stop being loved,
Refused to be fortunate one to be hugged,
With the warm arms of safetly,
For Which I prejudiced to be a deadly,
Yet the true feeling was hovering,
To give an infinite caring,
However, rude to keep him waiting,
Till the tears from his eyes were showing,

In the dark heart of mine,
Gradually the "sun of truth" shined,
All the paths before me were bright,
To move step by step with his sight,
I was valued to him from the heart,
Which I never knew from the start.
As the pearl rolled down on his cheek,
Something in my heart pricked,
The fiery power to melt the stony mind,
Eventually a "sweet-heart" was found,
Seemed I got which was lost
After a long time, without any cost.

© 2014 Day Dreamer


Author's Note

Day Dreamer
I was very immature when I wrote this poem, maybe there are lotta mistakes.. Pardon me.. Kindly leave your comment...

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I loved it:) I think it was very wonderful:)

Posted 10 Years Ago


Day Dreamer

10 Years Ago

Awwwww thankyou so much... Tht was so sweet of you...
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10 Years Ago

Your very welcome:)
"I saw myself in his tear drops" .this is a great line.
(Girls always make bad choices,they tend to love those who dont love them and ignore those who truly love them.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Day Dreamer

10 Years Ago

Hahahaha yeah so true..

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Added on September 17, 2013
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