at first the tears began as drizzle
until I could no longer hold back
the swollen floodgates of tears
they poured out like monsoon rains
until my body and heart was depleted
of its light and now only sleep
can restore my drained soul
- Written for dVerse Quadrille #30 - drizzle
Terribly universal! Gently penned.
ReplyDeleteIt truly can be draining to feel that kind of anguish. I almost went to this place of tears with my quadrille and ended up at the other end of the spectrum. Thanks for joining in.
ReplyDeleteTears are always better than no tears I think.
ReplyDeleteSad description of tears draining the soul to sleep.
ReplyDeleteVivid imagery with drizzle and then monsoon rains. I can relate.
ReplyDeleteWell you bring hope and rest at the end. I'm glad there's a rainbow still in your heart. Well done.
ReplyDeleteHow sad to read ~ May sleep and healing come to you soon ~
ReplyDeleteSleep does restore a drained soul...
ReplyDeleteNothing like a good cry! I like the way the drizzle
ReplyDeleteturned to monsoon rains.
That's exactly how it feels sometimes, like a flood. Then the body needs healing sleep.
ReplyDeletesometimes we do need to cry till there are no more tears, let the sorrow wash out. beautiful.
ReplyDeleteA good cry can be cleansing...emotions/events can build pressure that needs to be released!
ReplyDeleteSometimes a good cry is just what the doctor ordered!
ReplyDeleteThank you everyone. :)
ReplyDeleteIn times of emotional turmoil, sleep can be a blessing.
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