Creativity Magazine
the dew drops that you see , gathered on the leaves is not the dew but my tears , my collection over the years that i pour ... cant hold my tears no more .... how could you leave , without looking at the tears that i poured and had no hold and i released for you to see ...my eyes were so sore that i couldn't see no more still you left me with abundance of tears !!
the wind that you feel swirling around the trees is not the wind but my screams , my sufferings over the years that i release , have no hold and lost control .....why did you have to go without hearing my screams that you could hear still didn't turn ...... i couldn't control and i screamed for you to hear... to let you know that you tore my soul , still you left me swirling like a bee !!
the roar of the sea around the shore is not the sea but my soul that grieved over the years , that i freed as i couldn't bear to bleed no more...why did you leave and go though you could read me and knew, i couldn't bear to suffer and releaved my soul for you to know.....my heart was peeled i couldn't breathe though i revealed ,still you drowned me in an ocean that bleeds !!