Tears,

A look at what people are capable of doing to each other.

Tears stain cloth like glasses of colour and light,

I look towards the past, trying to hold onto any of you,

The smallest part I yearn for, I need it, please,

Gone now, forever I hate the days that are true.

The build of something maddening and fierce,

Emotions ride high because of sex and ignorance,

Idiots toll in information with no foundation,

As if you know anything that could make a difference.

Hate and love and desire plus vengeance we really were,

Tides of hurt left palm prints on my face to scar,

We painted nights with red and black and money,

Yet never left each other’s side like dirt to tar.

Bravery is lost to me now, as if I never had it,

Beginnings are horrid affairs that leave with fears,

Time heals no wounds, not the mind at least for us,

Stained cloth like glasses of colour and light have tears.

Author's Note

Honesty is key!

Reviews

[Tim Lion]

Jeebus Tom! You damn near made me cry. This thing feels like those times when the jilted heart can't tell if it's ended, ending or dead and stinking. Those times when worry and pain wear that gaping hole into the inside of the belly, and, it seems that b*****d pit is there to stay. Oooof! I know it all too well.

This is a solid poem.
Helps us remember that roses have thorns,
and sometimes that pretty white rabbit we're following
is headed for the deepest and deadliest briar in the patch.

I felt it.
t

[Hayley]

"Tides of hurt left palm prints on my face to scar,
We painted nights with red and black and money"
I really like the depth I see in this poem, as well as the introduction and ending line tying it all together. What I always like about your work is that I have to work to analyze it! (which usually means reading it more than once, twice...) I admire how you take a concept and really examine it, line by line packed with pure poetry, such wordage. Excellent work as always!

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Such a strong powerful messeage that spills from your talented words!

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

sad and oh so beautiful, my favorite line.......Tides of hurt left palm prints on my face to scar....

[freelancejouster]

i love the ways that this circles around, addressing every aspect. i quite like it. a few phrases are a little awkward, a second look is sometimes needed!

[M.Babu]

"Hate and love and desire plus vengeance we really were,
Tides of hurt left palm prints on my face to scar,
We painted nights with red and black and money,
Yet never left each other’s side like dirt to tar."

There is such a raw and direct approach in my opinion to this piece Thomas...It really exudes a gruffy nature...but yet also it gives us the depth that lacks in most "gritty" pieces...it shows the emotion behind the wall- if you get what i mean...

This was to me an excellently phrased piece! Edgy!!
Fantastic my friend!

~M.Babu~

[Coyote Poetry]

"Bravery is lost to me now, as if I never had it,
Beginnings are horrid affairs that leave with fears,
Time heals no wounds, not the mind at least for us,
Stained cloth like glasses of colour and light have tears."
The glory of no fear and desire to touch desire and passion. These are the best days of a life. Fear and disappointment can slow us down. I believe we must move on somehow. The poem is strong and I like the story and the many strong statements. Thank you for sharing the excellent poem.'
Coyote

[John Patrick Robbins AK..]

Closing line hits the mark course im a fan my friend.
theres always that fire in every write and i admire it inmensly
great work on this my friend truely a great read and a favorite of mine stay crazy Gonzo

[Amila Jay]

'Stained cloth like glasses of colour and light have tears', very nice. Well said, excellent poem:)

[BlackVeilBridesBVBArmy]

Decent, I like the format of the peom, and the message it sends.

Indeed is honesty the key! this is brilliant, "Hate and love and desire plus vengeance we really were, Tides of hurt left palm prints on my face to scar," beautifully said.