Tag Archives: TEARS

The Silence

The silence is
Malignantly comfortable,
As each sand grain
Takes its place
As the wind whips
Against my face
And makes my heart
Take a somersault…

Simple acceptance
Has its own way
Of hurting the center
Of your existence.

I didn’t know that
Until you were made to
Pass by without a glance
That you ached to
Throw my way…

Little beads of moments,
Little pearls of tears,
Little dews of sweat
And tiny specks of fears,
Donned with uncertainty –
All have frozen to form
The petals that remain
Of the drowning rose.

Swirls of smoky fog
Veil those eyes that once
Failed to look away from you ~
Not because they can’t
Condense and liquify the pains,
But because they refuse to,
Just so the malignantly comfortable
Silence continues…

~November 27th, 2012
~ sana rose~


Gentle thumb
Cleared patches
And streaks on
The fogged window
To see the raindrops
Trickling down
Its glassy pane;

You gazed your way
Into my soul,
Until the rain ceased.

I stopped –
You smiled –
Your breath turned
Into my lullaby…
I chuckled –
You consoled –
My tears turned
Into your reason…

Being apart
Even before
Being together
Was perhaps
The only reason
We had to go on…

– June 21st, 2012
~ s.r. ~


Dew drops slide down
Grass blades ~
Lashes gleam ~
They bathe her cheeks.

Rain blurs the window
Glass panes ~
Things blur ~
They scatter rays to beams.

Rose petals shiver in
Soft breeze ~
Sighs quiver ~
Her lips find no words.

Rivulets gurgle by
Hard rocks ~
Memories crystallize ~
Pains liquidize to vanish.

© Sana Rose 2012

Droplets of Golden Harvest


Over  a  pinpoint county,
in the the mountain shield bounty
A split-second start of shrill pain,
closing nearby the lashing vanes,
sprawling  suddenly like a rapid fire,
depositing heavily like a cosmic saucer;
Rushing in a rage of red attire,
spilling across the white empire,
Bringing in a spring of warm layer,
of crystal clear salty cleanser,
filling over the dark apple miniature,
and flowing to corner curvature.

Ebbing tides running across the cheeks,
falling down steadily from the peaks,
here you are my wonderful tears,
droplets of precious pearls !

A hearty outcry and outburst ,
at times of happenings worst,
quenches anger’s wrath and thirst,
albeit drenching  the napkins abreast;
Until the fear tears away to freedom ,
and the hate hails its way to lovedom,
Until all the panicky pandorum
silently settles down to a perfect equilibrium !

From  clamour to a clear set hamlet ,
From darkest to the vibrant scarlets,
My mind no more a complex closet,
The droplets from my pumping goblet
ever a reason for my life’s golden harvest!