every loss, every mistake, was seared into her soul, creating a different kind of tattoo, one made from rage and abandonment, heart break and tears
Parched by the deprivation of your love for so long made me forget what a cup brimming with love, on my lips, felt like. Everything that now wets it, only wrinkles it with a bland taste.
We laugh, that we may not cry.
She wept a river of tears holy water, sent to soften the sharp edges of sorrow a gentle hollowing out, carving new chambers in her hearta hallowed vessel for holding sacred, the tears of others...
Happiness & Sadness are two contemporary stages in life. A wise man overcomes sadness with his wisdom, and a foolish man faces it with tears.
He sees those tears in your eyes. He knows the desire of your heart. And you will hear from Him-just in time to take the next step.
She had a dream, quite singular, dearest to her heart.She had a dream, quite eccentric, treasured in her soul.She nurtured it, she cuddled it and kept it covered in the twinkle of her eye and waited p...
I wanted to write you a love poemBut my heart feels out of tuneSo I coax my breath into the darkness of my rib cage And invite it to fan openMaybe I would say something like,"One day, I would like to...
Learn from roses; even when trampled they give off perfume, not despair.
Never let the salt of your tears be tasteless in grief.
Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.
An angel who makes you cry is better than a devil who makes you smile.
Love is that indefinable moment of brokenheartedness when you cry and someone weeps with your tears
Rainbows are birthed in storms, not in sunshine.
There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness but of power. They are messengers of overwhelming grief and unspeakable love.
Use your tears to water the garden of your dreams.
If you are going through hell, keep walking until you reach heaven.
A writer draws a road map where readers walks with their love, joy, anger, tears, and dismay. Every story, every poem, has different meanings for every reader.
The truth is that there are such things as Christian tears, and too few of us ever weep them.
I never heard weeping like that before or after; not from a child, nor a man wounded in the palm, nor a tortured man, nor a girl dragged off to slavery from a taken city. If you heard the woman you mo...
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