Les larmes de l’automne

What do you say

when there is nothing left to be said ?

who do you turn to

when everyone else is gone ?

where do you run

when there is nowhere left to run to ?

how do you commemorate this loss

when there have been so many before ?

how shall we shed tears

when there are no more tears left to be shed ?

14 thoughts on “Les larmes de l’automne

  1. Sarala Ramkamal

    Before I read your post I posted this :

    Indefatigable are such hearts which are filled with darkness and are draining the world of its colours and hopes.

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  2. Sunil Sharma

    Rise up: Against the oppression of any kind, in any part of the world.
    Words can become fiery!
    Let us unite!
    Down with thought dictatorship!
    Let truth prevail!

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  3. pramilakhadun

    Paris, je pleurs pour toi, mon pays pleure et le monde entier pleurs.Together,let us make the world a better place to live.Thanks dear friend Louis for this touching poem, soul-stirring.

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  4. Kumaara Sukeja

    With its underbelly exposed, the Civilized Society is at the mercy of the indoctrinated soldier as well as the mercenary.

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