It was made from water,
like all creation.
A tear.
it likes to chat with
people into darkness.
always comes out from
sadness,
happiness.
appears when the feelings
graw,
talkin always with me.
when I lost somthing.
A tear,
it is very kind.
it treats me like
my mother.
it does this
always,
with another,
never makes
differences
between
brothers.
A tear..
it's like the water
to the hunger 'f earth,
like the end of race.
A tear..
it sleeps with poors,
dancin with riches,
knows the town,
and so the beaches.
A tear,
A tear,
A tear.
This poem reminds me of Gertrude Stein (not sure if I'm thinking about the right poet) but she used to always repeat things several times,which in this case totally rules and causes effect big time.Well done for the poem,and thanks for critiquing my stuff..To answer your question,I normally only write when Im in pain,and I am glad what I've written has touched you in some way.Glad you liked "Kiss your lips" it's one of my faves.I try to right uplifting shit,but it always gets corny half-way through :( ! Catchyelater, xxsmilexx