Onions make me cry. 8.8.20
Is it a girl thing?
Tears come easy
Eyes fill fast
Overactive lacrimal?
Secret weapon?
Most effective
Tugs at hearts.
Sometimes loud
Demanding
Like a baby's hungry wail,
Other times
Silent sobs
Revealing
Deeply felt
Grief and pain.
Unfavored gender
Done away with
Before birth
Tears welling up
from the earth.
Little girls
Education a waste of time
Wracked with sobs
Potential not allowed to shine.
The monthly visitor
Lunar cycle
Girl metamorphosing
Young woman
Painful cramps
Embarrassing time
Best kept under wraps.
Radiant bride
Her special day
Joy mixed with pain
Leaving kith and kin.
Cord severed
Handed over
Reduced to
A 'thing!'
Bartered for
Victim of
Society's ills.
Travails of childbirth
Curse of Eve
Overcome by joy
When the little one
She sees.
The rejected woman
The one cast out
Hagar comes to mind
Shamefully evicted concubine.
She wept
Not for herself
her son
Dying of thirst
In the desert
El - Roi
The God who sees
Heard and answered
her pleas.
Hannah
Crying in sorrow
The pain of the
Empty womb
Barren tomorrows
Arms aching
To hold her child
Muttering and groaning
In prayer
God granted
her heart's desire.
Beautiful woman
Questionable character
Washed Jesus' feet
With her flowing tears
Regrets for the years.
The onlookers
Gasped
Shocked
Tut- tutted
Shameless...
Not the Master
Knew her for what she was
But saw her heart.
Remorse repentance.
Starving for grace.
Tears streaming down
Her face.
Am sure
He
Remembered her
When He washed
His disciples' feet.
We cry in sympathy
Sisters
Loved ones lost
Unexpectedly.
Those living in fear
Bruises
mute testimony
Pain they bear.
Those shackled
To GFN
( Good for nothing) men
Drudgery unending
Burdens heart rending.
Work relentless
Two jobs to hold
Status notwithstanding
Dirt poor
To the bold.
Tears of frustration
Expectations too high
Demands intense
Trying to be perfect
All the time.
Sometimes
Ceaseless tears
Of pain grey pall
Obscuring
Every detail.
No woman no cry;
Joy also
Moves us to tears
New born baby
Miracle of birth.
Young fresh love
Pledging their troth
Timeless vows
Till death
Do us part.
Treasure of love
That's old
Panned
over the years
Now
As fine as gold.
Majestic mountains
Brush strokes in the sky
Birdsong
Bring a tear to
My eyes.
Men cry too
Doesn't make
Them weak
Not a bit.
David
The giant- slayer
flooded his couch
Tears his food and drink.
Jeremiah
The weeping prophet
Warning Judah
Destruction imminent.
Jesus wept
At Lazarus' grave
Son of God
Son of Man
Come to seek
And save.
Each tear
We cry
Every tear
Falling
From our eyes;
He carefully stores
Someday we'll see
Someday we'll know.
New heavens and
new earth
No place
for tears
No room
For sorrowing.
So we take heart
Weeping may endure
For the night
But joy comes in the morning.
Lisa Choudhrie
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