Weep thee not
O thou thy kindred heart
Muted
that I see
Weaving pain
Needling
piercing with thorn
Seekers rue not
longer wail in agony, that
All richness pearl
in tears
Gaining
One truth,
All passion expend
What depth l treasure
inside my palpitating heart
Comes rarely
for a peep
But, flow in wamth
over my cheeks -
seeing you drowning in tears
Weep thee not, O kindred soul
Else
I could not hold my tears
taking oceans
into my grip
Weep thee not...
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