Before judging me
Walk a long mile in my shoes
Cry a million of tears
Feel all the pain I have felt
Then you’ll see the fool you’ve been
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Tag Archives: tears
Does Shedding Of Tears (Tanka)
Does shedding of tears
Show a man’s human weakness
How sad the question
Emotional detachment
Dictated by our culture
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Violence Begets Violence
Violence begets violence,
Through blood and terrible pain.
Hatred begets hatred,
With every fallen name.
Actions in this moment
Last for generations to come
Long after reasons forgotten
Our passions still succumb.
Perpetuating animus
At the cost of innocent life
Caught in the crossfire
Stainless victims of this strife.
Given a moment of thought
Or a look in a childs face.
Would we be so rash
To kill instead of embrace.
Perhaps someday great wisdom
Will seed the hearts of man.
To recognize the evil
Exacted since time began.
The hope for lasting peace
Lives in my fondest dreams.
Though unlikely in this lifetime
Nor ever so it seems.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Echoes Of Laughter
Echoes of laughter
Smiling faces of children
–Innocence at play
Sights, sounds of another time
When being a kid was cool
The cries of hunger
Tears streaming down sunken cheeks
–Modern travesty
While the rich still get richer
Children starve for no reason
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Tears Are Emotion (Tanka)
Tears are emotion
Not defined by our gender
They are just human
There is no shame in crying
Unless you withhold the rain
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Tears (Haiku)
Tears–warm on your cheek
Leave a stinging stream of pain
~ Caused by my failures ~
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Cry Of Somber Horn Sounds
Cry of somber horn sounds,
Cloaked in fogs muted cape;
Lonesome and lonely as others answer not.
With greatest of care she lumbers on,
Waning on autumn wind, she cries,
Longing for her groom so long ago parted.
Drawn and weary her soul aches
In hopes with lover soon united.
He waits…
On rocky shore, he waits,
To hear the joyous cry of his bridegroom,
Against cold and crashing spray–he waits
For her voice, it never comes,
He wales…
For his love–he is forlorn.
She is gone.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Can You Hear The Cries – A Tanka
Can you hear the cries
Echoing out in the night
Hunger their captor
Resigned to a third world
Right hear in our own backyard
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Tears For Me – A Tanka
Sky-born droplets stream
Through riverbeds of life
Soaking to the skin
Looking towards heaven above
Awestruck…are these tears for me
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Shattered Glass
Shattered glass sparkles as crystal under foot.
In anger, words were elusive,
You replied with an object of convenience.
O’ the lovely bouquet;
Homeless, evicted from it’s vase residence,
A chaotic arrangement on the hardwood.
Love morphed to hate,
Expressed in oh so funny ways.
Drenched in floral water
Fragrant as your estrogen tears,
Laying prone to avoid concussion.
What brought us here?
Pictures…smile infused speak of happier times,
Posing cheek-to-cheek, hand-in-hand,
No angry words, no words at all,
Communication via telepathy.
Speaking became a flint
Sparking…fueling fire, blue, white hot.
Singeing flesh and heart,
Blistering physically and emotionally
Until silence became a friend.
There is no reconciliation
No bandage or splint to fix what’s broken.
Like the vase, Irreparably shattered,
Love is left in a million pieces.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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