Not A Tear More Poem by Mohabeer Beeharry

Not A Tear More



If by accident
I hurt you, love,
I beg you, hide your tears from me.
This heart cannot take one tear more.

Around me, in these valleys,
Decked with flowers
Where love and beauty once bloomed
And childlike joys gambolled
I can see only tears and tears:

Frightened, the sky is silent,
Eyes bloated with unshed tears:
Thunder clouds, ominous
Gathering, and the half moon
Shedding a frail sheen of lurid light.
Where shall I save those tears?

From dark and clammy dungeons
Where flowerpots spawn deadly bullets
Fear, nurtured and terrifying
Stalks the innocent souls,

As this poor old world bleeds,
Face and body scarred,
Groaning, splitting
Struggling to hold on to its own endangered breath:
Where shall I save those tears?

He who was made to be the best,
The flower of this creation,
A storehouse of unstinted love,
And a well of wisdom;
Fashioned to be tender and loving,
To lighten darkness
And spread joy and gaiety,
Is himself sinking into a trauma
Of heartless change.

When hurricanes strike,
Floods threaten
And earthquakes rend through our hearts,
And I raise my eyes to the sky and ask,
Why, why?
And get no reply,
Where shall I save those tears of despair?

Oh love,
This heart cannot take one tear more.

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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bing Hua 17 February 2014

I really love this one. So emotions, each word from your heart!

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Paul Brookes 22 December 2013

I must say your name rings of poetry in its self. A beautiful poem of depth and sadness we have to look to ourselves as the agent of our own destruction. You have said this so well thanks for sharing 10/10 BB

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Lucifera Santez 06 October 2013

you nailed it. a very amazing piece. a ten for it. :)

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