Dry Eyes

Dry Eyes

A Poem by PoetryPenPal
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Thank you StrixNebulosa for your input. I changed the title just a bit.

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Pain,

A numbness.

Cold,

Ice cold.

Silent,

But so loud.

It hurts,

But I can't stay away.

I cry,

Dry tears.

I wipe,

Wet cheeks.

It takes me,

Away...

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Ive a saying... "pain is simply a rich feeling, its kin to dark chocolate"... its either completely understood or weirds people out. Your write here has a strength in it that is bold and complex for such a short pen... that takes talent. For your title question Id choose "arid eyes"

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

PoetryPenPal

10 Years Ago

Thank you for your input!
PoetryPenPal

9 Years Ago

I am using your title. I just changed it to dry eyes.



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Ive a saying... "pain is simply a rich feeling, its kin to dark chocolate"... its either completely understood or weirds people out. Your write here has a strength in it that is bold and complex for such a short pen... that takes talent. For your title question Id choose "arid eyes"

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

PoetryPenPal

10 Years Ago

Thank you for your input!
PoetryPenPal

9 Years Ago

I am using your title. I just changed it to dry eyes.
Very good use of words. I could feel the disappointment in the words. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 10 Years Ago


PoetryPenPal

10 Years Ago

Thank you very much for reading Coyote!
Pain is a complex feeling filled with many emotions. It is both universal and personal. You've done a great job of capturing that here.

Posted 10 Years Ago


PoetryPenPal

10 Years Ago

I agree. Thanks alot for reading and reviewing!

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Added on April 18, 2014
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