Hold not my tears, let them fall,
Refrain me not from my own feelings,
Do not be deceived by my physique,
For I am still vulnerable.
I'm not made of rock and steel
I am of flesh with heart that beats.
True blood runs in my veins
So I can love, so I can feel.
I can be tough, I can be soft,
As I am not afraid to die,
I'm not also ashamed to cry,
For I am man.... mortal.
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Roy
December 11, 1989
Angeles City
Philippines
8 comments:
Thank you for visiting me and saying Happy Birthday to my Turkey-in-law. I appreciate it !!
Grandma Blog
Turkey-in-law lol!
I can see you're one jolly grandma
thanks for dropping by my blog
Did you just cry Roy? This is another wonderful piece... Not praising you but just telling the truth.
Actually this is kind of sentimental I guess... I feel the "emotion" in this piece.
I actually like men who do cry. They seem more "human" than those who are ashamed to show emotions.
A very emotional poem but one that reveals the struggles in one's soul. The quest never ends. Just keep on going. Thanks for the wonderful poem. God bless you always.
I enjoyed reading this poem, very nice this week. Showing that even men as hard as stone have feelings on the inside.
@WebbieLady
thanks! I wrote this poem in my early 20's, and yes I did cry when I wrote it. Thanks!
@Mel
Thank you very much for all your encouragement!
@Dragonblogger
thank you very much. coming from you, that comment means a lot to me ;)
How true how true. Sociaty usually screws up for us, and sometimes a good cry is all that we need to make it better again.
thank you very much Izzy Daniels!
I am very much honored by your visit :)
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