Cried Rhymes Novels & Stories

David never earned his sympathy, instead he caused him damn more miseries. The sudden realization and paranoid feelings brought tears to his eyes causing him to close his eyes tightly to keep them inside and tried to calm down when grandma started singing the lullaby. Walking on the dark road, Walking by the silent pound, Sitting by the old lord, Sky looking rosy gold, A scared boy called you, Crying for single you, Teary eyes finding you, Trembling hand calling you, Weak cries filling skies, Asking for you flying high, Starry sky awaiting you,

Deep, alive, drowning. I’d miss looking at those eyes. I couldn’t help the cry that left my throat. It was a guttural, soul-wrenching wail—raw and unrestrained—as if the grief itself clawed its way out of my chest. It wasn't just a sound of sorrow; it was the kind of cry that tore through silence like a storm, born from the unbearable weight of watching the man I loved fade away. It held all the shattered dreams, the aching what-ifs, and the terrifying reality of facing a future without him.

Fear and tears consumed her as she cried out for help, but her pleas echoed unanswered in the empty expanse. "Sister, wake up," the twins pleaded, sitting close to her, tightly grasping her hands. They attempted to rouse her, but she continued to scream and cry. Suddenly, her scream pierced the air, and her eyes snapped open. Her face was drenched with tears, her throat parched from the relentless screaming.

The silent cry was heard Amid the night Without any word Peering on a moonlight I was ruined Though love was all I'd given I was pained My bliss was what they've taken Millions of lies Loud tears from my eyes Salted my wounds Fighting endless dooms I was put in a maze No way for me to escape The only thing in me was a dagger To break the wall before supper The route was always towards you Still coming to the room of blue I can't follow where my mind leads me to

*Cries* ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─ X O X O J A N E D O E W R I T I N G S

​ I didn't see that as soon as I turned my back, Rio's lip trembled and he began to cry even harder. ​

And Amara, that crybaby is crying in her room. "Cry a river" I muttered. What I need now are my pills, she obviously can't help me.

~Ruby's POV~ I didn’t even realise I was crying until I felt the sting of salt against the cuts on my cheek. My arms were full—one child cradled on each side—and my legs barely kept pace as I pushed forward, praying we’d make it out before something else went wrong. Rhett’s limp grew heavier with each hurried step, but he clung to me with everything he had. Little Ruby had her face buried in my neck, her tiny breaths trembling against my skin.

Under the waves, I've found the strength to say The river of tears has washed me clean Go ahead and wish me well I'll cry a wishing you well I'll fly before I fail I'll set sail and drift away So I won't need you here Love sinks and hope floats In a river of tears In a river of tears I catch your scent in every wind And I recall the love we had, I can't pretend That I don't miss you now and then But the hurt is for the better Moving on, it's now or never Lost in the tide, I can't keep my pillows dry Like there's a sea in my eyes I realize that sometimes love brings you flowers Then it builds you coffins And far too often We end up falling to our demise I'm going down, and you have watched me