For those whose hearts hath been broken
whose joyful hearts are saddened with hurt and lies
their cheeks are never dry,
from deep in thei heart, or the ocean
comes broken love and sorrow
in the form of a blissful noisy waterfall,
straight out of their eyes
these waterfalls are ongoing
and theres plenty more to come
as if a rock has been broken in a dam
and the water continues to rush
then, at some point their hearts get put back together
those tears of sadness are not needed anymore
and so are transformed into joy
like a wonderful pool of water
falling step by step, into darkness but still flowing
when steps in our lives are ascended,
they make us believe in the best,
when lives are badly shaken ,
we descend and lay to rest
waterfalls are like us, they keep going
until they get to the end of their journey.
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Waterfalls
PoetryThis poem was something i had to do as a project for class and i got an A so was proud and now it is on here for ya'll to read