Novel & Cerita A Silent Tear Poem

Yet, beneath the surface, a lingering emptiness persisted, a quiet echo of emotions not fully addressed. As the night descended into darkness, I lifted my gaze to the sky, only to find a sparse scattering of stars, the big moon conspicuously absent. The beauty of the night, akin to Shawn's presence in my life, felt momentarily snatched away. A lone tear, an unbidden emissary of emotion, escaped my eyes, an involuntary acknowledgment of a pain I wished to overlook. My swelling heart, burdened by unspoken sentiments, struggled to erase the tear's silent trail.

My body gave in to the weight of fear, exhaustion, but my mind never stopped. I walked to the window, looking at the full moon shining in the sky. Its pale light bathed the world outside, like a reminder that even in the deepest darkness, there was something beyond. There, under that moonlight, I let the tears fall freely, like a silent river carrying all my prayers.

He said the smell of cooking oil on my skin made him sick. One time, I bought myself a birthday cake to celebrate with him. But he threw it straight in the trash just because I'd set it on the floor for a second while unlocking the door. "Trash is where filth belongs, and that's where you belong, too." Then, why did all his rules go out the window when it came to Vivian? My eyes stung. I tilted my head back, blinking hard at the sky to hold back the tears. But then it hit me—the dead couldn't cry. I was a spirit trapped between worlds, maybe because my attachment ran too deep to let me move on.

she screams at me, moving so fast I could barely catch the outline of her body disappearing further into the darkness. " Sarah my love, please come back," I plead with her. To scared to chase after her afraid that if I followed her I would only push her further into the darkness and would lose her completely to the shadows. Bending over on my knees I brought my head down to the black surface, cringing at the pain inside of my chest as my heart shattered into pieces. A lone tear escaped my right eye gliding down my cheek. It has been hundreds of years sense I've let myself feel any kind of pain let alone shed a tear for another soul. I wish so much that I could go back to that day and change

‘How should I face all the cold and warm winds that paint my face with sadness? ‘How should I think of the past and the future that are all filled with pain? ‘From now on, my heart will never be clear again. ‘From now on, the mountains will never look green again. ‘I’m afraid to look at the fallen autumn flowers. ‘I’m afraid that the flowers in spring will look like tears.’ After Silvia read the poem word by word, she felt goosebumps all over her body again.

I used the back of my hands to wipe away my tears, my fingers trembling slightly as I tried to compose myself. The skin around my eyes was puffy and sore, and I could feel the sticky trails of tears drying on my cheeks. “Thank you,” I repeated, my voice barely above a whisper. The words felt inadequate, but I didn’t know what else to say. My mind was a whirlwind of confusion and vulnerability, and I couldn’t understand why he was so quiet.

You read my silence, calm and true, Every heartbeat whispered you. The world could fade, the lights could fall, Still, you would hear my silent call. Your gaze found home inside my soul, You’re the part that makes me whole. What could I say when my eyes said it all? Every smile, every ache — they told it all. No need for words, no need to call, You already knew… my eyes said it all. If love had a voice, it would sound like this— A quiet breath, a stolen kiss.

She just sags her back at him and looks at the dancing branches and leaves of trees on their window. Elroy turned her around to see her face. She didn't bother to wipe her tears. She’s tired. Elroy didn't say anything, he just guided her head on his chest. As if he is lending them for her to cry. And so she did. No one dares to talk. They didn't even speak, but they knew the same reason for her tears. Silent tears are the most painful ones. She is crying about their relationship’s unavoidable ending.

Without uttering another word, he walked away, leaving me standing there, the weight of his absence suffocating me. I couldn't hold back the tears any longer. I bent down, my hands covering my face, as silent sobs racked my body. It was a release, a catharsis for the pain I couldn't bear to carry alone. I didn't know how long I remained in that position, lost in my sorrow, until I felt a warm hand tap me gently on the shoulder. Startled, I flinched, my tear-stained face turning towards the stranger.

I held her tighter, my chest aching with every second of her silence. I kept whispering to her, promises, apologies, sweet words but she didn’t answer. Hours seemed to pass like that. The sun moved across the room, casting longer shadows, and still she stayed quiet in my arms. Then I saw it. A single tear slipped down her cheek as she tried to wipe it away quickly, hoping I wouldn’t notice. But I did. My heart broke right there. “Liora…” My voice cracked. I turned her gently in my arms so she was facing me. “Baby, please don’t cry. I can’t take it when you cry because of me.”