Made of Tears

She cried
In that, she was lost
For you were made of tears
And those teardrops, she kissed
Now she holds them close
The teardrops that cling to her cheeks
The last remnant of you
For you were made of tears
In her eyes, she held you
For many a year
Her dreams, her fantasies
She shared with you
And then, that cold bristly night
She cried
And in that, you were lost
For you were made of tears

This post was inspired Joe Satriani's Made of Tears. Thanks to Annie for introducing me to that song.

Comments

  1. IcE MaiDeNJune 4, 2010 at 12:33 AM

    Sigh.... "For you were made of tears" ... sigh sigh! :)

    God! I love this one almost as much as I love you :P :D

    Cheers,
    Annie.

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  2. IcE MaiDeNJune 4, 2010 at 12:33 AM

    Sigh.... "For you were made of tears" ... sigh sigh! :)

    God! I love this one almost as much as I love you :P :D

    Cheers,
    Annie.

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  3. Arnab MajumdarJune 4, 2010 at 1:13 AM

    @ Annie... I knew you'd love this one. I loved the song a bit too much, and this was the result of... well, that :P hehehe

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  4. Brian MillerJune 4, 2010 at 2:08 AM

    wonderful write...love satriani! have surfing with the alien from back in the day...

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  5. sakhii••June 4, 2010 at 11:14 AM

    "for u were made of tears"
    one of the best poem on your part!!
    keep writing!

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  6. sakhii••June 4, 2010 at 11:14 AM

    "for u were made of tears"
    one of the best poem on your part!!
    keep writing!

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  7. Arnab MajumdarJune 4, 2010 at 1:38 PM

    @ Brian... I've somehow always personally been a little more inclined towards Steve Vai, but that was before I heard this song! Loved it the moment I heard it, and I just couldn't resist writing this out at that point of time...

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  8. Arnab MajumdarJune 4, 2010 at 1:39 PM

    @ Sakhii... :) Really glad you enjoyed. Do listen to that song as well, it's definitely worth it... I hope I can keep writing, a little less sporadically as well...

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  9. AnaJune 4, 2010 at 8:25 PM

    I really like "In her eyes she held you/For many a year"

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  10. Arnab MajumdarJune 4, 2010 at 9:42 PM

    @ Ana... I somehow felt it all, as I was listening to Satriani's song there... thanks for the comment :)

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