Suppressed sorrow
rides on a tidal wave
floods your sad eyes
rolls down
your forlorn cheeks
Precious pearls
I want to string
into a chain of hope
you can wear
like a beacon
to light your path
through dark times
The balm of my love
cannot heal
the first painful scars
that mark
your young heart
Only time
and a million more
heartbreaks
will build an armour
around your emotions
For now, I can only
hold you close
and hope the warmth
of my embrace
heals your pain
© 2014 Uma Venkatraman ~ All Rights Reserved
rides on a tidal wave
floods your sad eyes
rolls down
your forlorn cheeks
Precious pearls
I want to string
into a chain of hope
you can wear
like a beacon
to light your path
through dark times
The balm of my love
cannot heal
the first painful scars
that mark
your young heart
Only time
and a million more
heartbreaks
will build an armour
around your emotions
For now, I can only
hold you close
and hope the warmth
of my embrace
heals your pain
© 2014 Uma Venkatraman ~ All Rights Reserved
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