Journey of Tears 

Neville

Journey of Tears 

 

The journey of tears

From  

Her eyes to the floor

Was 

Quite simply fraught

With

Sublime deviations

And 

Convoluted detours

In the end though

He just could not take 

Anymore

There were far too

Many

Tantrums and

Lies told by the score ..

 

 

  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 11th, 2021 01:56
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Comments10

  • Fay Slimm.

    The falling of self-pity's tears for whatever devious reason could not be expressed better my friend - - what cannot be changed is best left methinks- -- another great read............. x

    • Neville



      .......................................... I am so glad you got this one Fay ................................ thanks n truly .. x

      ... Neville

    • L. B. Mek

      'Sublime deviations
      And
      Convoluted detours
      In the end though
      He just could not take
      Anymore

      Lies told by the score ..'..
      this: my gifted and oh-so insightful, friend
      would be a fittingly worded, dedication
      for Miss Nina Simone's: incandescent Existence
      immortalised, in those timeless lyrics to
      'Don't le me be, Misunderstood', specifically
      'Baby, do you understand me now?
      Sometimes, I feel a little mad
      Well, don't you know that
      No one alive can always be an angel
      When things go wrong, I seem to be bad

      I'm just a soul who's intentions are good
      Oh Lord, please, don't let me be misunderstood'
      (I'm sorry for kidnapping
      your own meaning to these wonderful words
      by selfishly tattooing my own interpretation
      all over them)

      • Neville



        .. I have no objection whatsoever my friend .. indeed, the adding of your own sublime interpretation to this page is more of an honour than anything else ..

        You also made me think long upon those now immortal words ... and I can clearly see where thou art coming from .. Cheers, L.B

        .. Neville

      • Accidental Poet

        Well penned my friend. ; )

        • Neville



          ...................... thank you kindly Accidental Poet, a visit more appreciated than you might imagine and true ...

          .. Neville

          • Accidental Poet

            Appreciation on both sides of this entry, the poet and the reader. ; )

          • Jerry Reynolds

            "Hit the road Jack, Drop off the key Lee, Make a New Plan Stan" been there for sure. Good one Neville.

            • Neville



              .......... How extremely very Jerry ... kind, mind .............. cheers sir n all that jazz 🙂

            • dusk arising

              Ah, the shroud of female tears covers many a deviation from the actual. However, now is politically not the time to be in any way demeaning toward the female whilst she wills her whiles into the compassion of the onlooker.

              • Neville



                ............... Between you and me DA .. that's precisely why it mustn't go any further ..
                ............... Cheers mate n truly..

                ............... Neville

              • orchidee

                Good write N.
                What words could possibly have preceded 'It'll all end is in tears'?
                Answer: Simples - 'I'm gonna sing!' lol.

                • Neville



                  I sure fell for that Mr. O .. or rather threw myself off the edge and into free fall ......... see you on the way up for air ................................................. N 🙂

                • Doggerel Dave

                  Just a gendered means of self expression - think no more of it than that. Didn't punch a hole in the wall too, did she?
                  Succinctly penned forgive and forget.....it WAS forgive and forget, wasn't it Neville? 🙂

                  • Neville


                    She did burn my favourite pair of Levi's, my green velvet jacket and my Grandma's old rocking chair .. if you ever get time .. (and are maybe bored) go check out 'Battle Green it Was' and 'Dear Number Eight' ...................... cheers

                    Neville

                    • Doggerel Dave

                      Did run through approx half your back catalogue before I had to do the washing up and continue a pack as i'm away tomorrow for five days....Not a productive search, although I did encounter 'Three Guys Walked into A Bear'. (dates would be helpful) " 'nuff said."

                    • Goldfinch60

                      In love trust must always be at the heart of it and lies and deviations do not produce trust and if that trust is not there love just fails.

                      Andy

                      • Neville



                        ............ simple as that sir .......... a lesson learnt late in the day though and for so many .. thankfully in my case though, there were no rings involved .. apart from when she locked herself out ........ 🙂

                      • SureshG

                        Words so poetical, yet felt so dearly

                        • Neville



                          ... You are so spoiling this old fella my friend .. but I do like it and am ever so grateful to you too ..
                          ... Neville

                        • Dove

                          Oh my some people magically work tears to manipulate
                          Others, and others though heartfelt turn into works of art
                          Ultimately fake tears or not, lose their meaning If
                          lies and tantrums are infused!

                          Always deeply meaningful words infused in your works

                          • Neville



                            ... but you still got it in one ... which is brilliant ... maybe we can hook up next year ... maybe .. positively ......................... Neville 🙂



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