“Do unshed tears wait in little lakes?” *
To rise higher and higher with each heartbreak?
The dams I have built to withstand the flood
Will ultimately shatter as my heart and break
The little lakes overflow into roaring rapids
An intense stride that no obstacle can break
Rushing unobstructedly and out of control
A futile attempt to avoid hell’s loose break
The pressure builds with forceful intent
Fighting, fighting until a cold sweat I break
Feel the tears flow through the flooded gate
Unburdened and grateful for the clean break
*Line chosen from Pablo Neruda’s ‘Book of Questions’
For dVerse’s MTB: Echoing Back, hosted by Laura.
I have attempted the Ghazal form. I apologize if I got the form wrong and appreciate any feedback.
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