No Time For Tears

No Time For Tears

A Poem by Troy Baham Jr.
"

for a friend

"

 

She has no listeners, only critics.

When she asks for someone to lend

her an ear, all she hears is the

crickets chirp. She dated different

jerks and gave up on them ‘cause

she claimed that it just didn’t

work. The chemistry wasn’t there

and it made the physics berserk. The

subtle science of relationships always

seems to lead to muffled crying while

someone’s trying to wipe the tears. I

guess she feared to cry alone. But if

I learned anything in my long nineteen

years, it’s that tears always dry on their

own. So my fingers can cross your face

like windshield wipers but it will still

take time for the vehicle to dry and for

the clouds to dissipate and reveal a

clearer sky. And she is all gratitude.

Saying that it’s nice to be held as she

is still searching desperately for my

cell. Too bad I dwell between

nonchalance and a common bond. You

called me indifferent but at least I’m

listening. And before you judge me,

Remember that I was your hero when

they zeroed in and hit you with that

atomic bomb. I thought for a second

that you would remain a broken

puzzle, but you already started

piecing yourself back together.

© 2008 Troy Baham Jr.


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Posted 12 Years Ago


wow bro... this is diffrent then what i rememberd u writing, i liked this a lot tho. good ideas, good subject matter too, and you a strong writer to back all that up.

"So my fingers can cross your face
like windshield wipers but it will still
take time for the vehicle to dry and for
the clouds to dissipate and reveal a
clearer sky."- strong s**t man.. loved this piece for sure

Posted 13 Years Ago


The damn pieces of a puzzle? lol. Awww. . . look at C.C. (lol,ima have Chaz calling u that soon),Tryna be lyke Reeses when he grow up. So wen we recording my rap.lmao.U shuld throw a verse in there where we going back and 4ward. then be lyke ". . .take it to the top" ~Myd Kyd~

Posted 15 Years Ago


damn, are you little inheriting all that depression swagger that i got rid of?

Posted 15 Years Ago


Very interesting.... the injured party seems a little stronger.... and maybe a little colder than one might have thought. But then perhaps that's only my interpretation. Good write!

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Added on September 17, 2008

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Troy Baham Jr.
Troy Baham Jr.

New Orleans, LA



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Ok I'm an eighteen-year-old heart throb lookin for a good time. I'm from New Orleans which automatically makes me a marketable item and I write a lot of rap lyrics. I'm suprised you actually read this.. more..

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