tears that hurt

Not from fairy tales I've known tears that hurt;

but from a heart that tells the tale-

of tears that fall behind the eyes leaving us pale

with no vigour for a new life to sprout.

Tears that hurt are not for the broken love,

that flows in their twos to the lake beneath,

pulsating rhythmically with no breath-

cascading into lovelorn with no reserve.

Tears that hurt are not for a failed promise,

that ushers a dreamy night for the silent moon-

nor those that fade with light showers at noon

depriving our strength with nor recourse.

Tears that hurt are for the deferred dream;

that upsets the soul to utter silence-

shuddering the heart's reasoning dominance,

leaving life's mysteries for the mind to plumb.

Bunguswa Writes.