That day I Cried

That day I Cried short poem

I cried that day like never before
Sobbing, wailing and fumbling like
I had words no more…
And life had no meaning anymore
Kept wiping my eyes to stop my tears
But that day they had their own flow
The pain so agonizing
My head was hurting
My heart was aching
And I could feel
My soul separating
I wanted to kill the reason
that made me cry
Cry like I never ever did before
That day I will never forget
Nor will I rethink of the reasons and regret
But I will never forget the hell that broke within
How suddenly the air went thin
How I was choking
Trying to hold on to my love my life my kin

Writers note: Sometimes in your life you cry bearing the pain which you never imagined. That one day in life, you cry… really cry.

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Touching hearts spreading love, caring and helping to restore the faith in love and humanity is important to me. Life is to live love and care in the end am just a soul on my journey and i want this journey to turn out to be the most beautiful of my eternal life.
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Reyvrex Questor Reyes

So very sincere and true to passion.

Archana Sharma

Nice poem..I think everyone has experienced it sometime or the other..

shivaji Pandhare

@ felix you reopened my past very sad event of life, i really felt choking breath while reading i also share this pain with
you don’t worry.


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