by Nimrah Bader

Created on: January 24, 2011

Hot Tears

I felt them rolling past
like there was no tomorrow.
Hot tears came at last;
Shamelessly unfolding me.

Trail of fire; streaks of water.
They pour down;
With earthly imperfections revealed.

Shunted, blocked in a barricaded room.
Leave me be. Let me be.
I long
To face you. To see ahead of pitiful gloom.

I forget;
To breathe. Unseen tightening
Deep inside crushes life away.  

Hot tears have come at last;
Shamelessly unfolding me.
I summon them to cease.
For I fear they may burn me.

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