On Tears Comments

The hard truth of mortal emotions in a dark world make us sweat drops like blood as through it all we pine, wondering if anyone remembers us, dead or alive.

Beautiful poem on tear having touching expression.

What a poem. Beautiful work.

Won’t be Never was made— So retch! Such emotional. Joshua.

I have never read a poem by Jack Kerouac before. There were one or two good phrases in this that provide a feast of visuals.

Why hast thou forsaken me? Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

Tears is the break of my brow, well penned by Jack Kerouac