Salty tears...
- Lalima

- Jul 7, 2023
- 1 min read
It hovers... threateningly
Over the rim...not daring
For if it flows over, then
Exposed for judgement
If it stays back...then
There is that devastation.
Trickling gently...it pools
Dangerously close to
Raw nakedness... mostly
A distasteful ingredient
Swallowing hard the bitter pill
stone cold sobering warranted.
All at once ..a debate proceeds
This trait , for the weak, the fickle!
Au contraire...it orders bravery?
Bah!!! No concern of mine...either
Fragility, or spirit...alike , akin ...
This is how things stand... I stand .





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