Thursday, November 26, 2015

POEM by V

The dream of a tear is simple.
It dreams to move out,
roll down the cheek and leap off the chin into oblivion.
But you won't allow it to;
you have to wipe it off at the eyes.

There will be a day when it dreams only to roll down.
There will be a day when it dreams only to move out of the eye.
There will be a day when it only dreams to occur in them.
and then a day when it will dream only to exist in you.

That will be the day whence you can only dream of joy.

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