Tears
Falling down assisted by
9.2 meters per second.
Tears heading downward cried.
Spots on the face beckon.
Falling feathers for the face.
Salted rivulets embrace
Nooks and crannies of the face.
Cascading at a steady pace
Familiar to the human race.
Tears born in scary place.
Is there anyone who never cried
Oops I just espied
over there they told a lie.
Cross your heart hope to die.
Even flying pigs can cry.
Saline water magicked from
psychological reaction upon,
Turns physical the collapse
of minds eye in the mental sky.
So electrical riven from synapse.
But why?
Why the eye that cries.
Is a question apart
And needs little thought
On the physical part.
But the philosopher
With open mind
Will tell you minds apart.
Tears begin their fall
In loves caress
of the broken heart.
Heart of Lead
Thu 28th Mar 2019 14:49
I really like this. Calling out all liars, "even flying pigs can cry" really matches the whimsical with reality. Despite flow or lack, tears always mean something.