Friends

Friends, we make them,
then lose them.
Sometimes use them,
abuse them,
choose them,
and then leave them
but wait,
life goes on.

A Soliloquy of Tears

Tears are bitter, but sweet
as they flow
they are the medicine that helps us grow,
they can be sorrowful and pitful,
in them is emontional truth and love,
there is artistic beauty in tears
they capture the enssence of fear,
what we perceive
is not always what we believe.
Through tears we yearn
and learn
more about life.
As it realates
to love and correlates
with hate.
The paradox
when men and women deal with emontions
is unorthodox.
Others say that is the way we are taught
holding on to that thought
Yes, when successes have gone awry,
those bitter sweet tears I cry.