I peel away my gaze transfixed
On two quite different things
On what I have within my hand
And the space within, your eyes can’t see
I cannot look away from here
I am a prisoner in this cell
I am tightly locked away inside
So I’d rather hide these thoughts for now
And go about my mundane tasks.
I do not want to seem so weak
To cry when it seems without a cause
But I cannot trust myself to keep
The secrets of my heart locked in
If tears are not allowed to flow
I need to cry it’s all too much
Your pity tokens I do not want
So since I have no friend or cause
I choose my onions they will do
No one to blame but myself
I chose this road I thread today
I trusted you and chose to give
Though more deserving ones did come near
So don’t ask me about my tears
An answer true I cannot give
Tis these onions that I peel
They are the ones, they make me cry
I cry not for the youth I lost
I cry not for my innocence gone
I cry not for the pain within
It is these onions, that’s all I’ll say
They are the ones, they make me cry
Each peel demands more tears to run
Down my face, a cascading scene
Each memory locked up in each peel
The tears roll down as I recall.
I cry not for the words you said
although they pierced my very soul
I cry not for the loss I felt
When you broke my very will
I cry not for the sun, moon and stars
My future’s promise left unfulfilled
And in the mundane routine now my life
My heart still dwells on time gone past
These tears their mine alone to know
They hold the secrets of my heart
The truth is that I still hold hope
So firmly like these within my hand
I dare not speak lest it flees
So I hold on tight and peel away
Each slice I cut, a new piece falls
The tears roll down my cheeks as well
You look at me, I smile at you
As if to say, tis these onions they make me cry.
Please don’t ask me to bear my soul
When solace true you cannot give
Please don’t ask me why I cry
I cannot speak, I’ll come undone
So beleive me, It’s as I said
These onions they make me cry
This is my favourite one of all. Indeem an exceptional writer in her own class. The ONIONS 🙂
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It’s one of my favourites too. Please visit again and thanks for the nice comment.
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Very beautiful
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Thanks you for this comment. I am looking forward to writing more beautiful poems. Thanks and please visit again.
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