by Walter William Safar
A raindrop slides down the rose's petal;
Like a human tear,
offering itself to a man;
Like a human tear,
Eternally haunted by the scream of sleepless nights;
Like a human tear,
Being born in the dark,
She does not know of the beautiful things;
Like a human tear,
Sliding slowly and proudly to the ground;
Like a human tear,
To be trampled by human feet.
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ABOUT THE POET ~
BIOGRAPHY, WALTER WILLIAM SAFAR. Kepler poet, fiction writer and playwright. He is the author of a number of a significant number of prose works and novels, including “ The Gamble And The Ghost”, “The Ultimate Voyage”, “Queen Elizabeth2”, “ The Devil’s Architect”, "Leaden fog", "Chastity on sale", "Above the clouds", "The scream", "The negotiator". Plays: “Brothers”, “Birdman”, as well as a book of poems, titled "Against All Streams”, “The Boy With Silver Tears”…
Last updated September 12, 2015