Tears fall in colors too

Tears are not always the color of water ~ colorless in small quantities, clear or transparent when free falling

Sometimes pure tears, like water, falls in tints and hues of our emotions, more pronounced in larger volumes in the absorption and scattering of our inner light. 🔥

Tears fall in colors too, through a doorway which we’ve cracked wide open,

and we walk through it with the fluidity of our shaped passions...

like dreams channeling the absorption of our life's light.

Our tears - perceived as colorless, exhibits a range of colors depending on its purity and the demands of our inner being

🌈 Lush, lyrical, surreal

Tears fall in colors too

🌈 saffron when the memory is warm,

indigo when the night won’t loosen its grip,

rose‑gold when joy arrives shyly at the edges.

They streak down the face like tiny stained‑glass windows,

each drop a prism remembering

what the heart refuses to say aloud.

And still they move---

a choreography of release,

a quiet ballet of becoming,

poetry in motion

written in water and light.

🔥

Tears fall in colors too,

as if the soul keeps a secret palette

hidden beneath the glands.

🌈

Crimson for the battles survived,

opal for the truths finally spoken,

emerald for the hope that keeps returning

like a stubborn spring.

Tears fall in colors too,

When they fall, the world pauses---

watching the body translate its storms

into motion...into meaning,

into a breathless accepting.

🎭 Satirical, playful, yet still beautiful

Tears fall in colors too---

at least that’s what the heart perceives

between the sighs and curated heartbreak.

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Lavender tears for “soft‑girl sadness,”

neon green for “chaotic era energy,”

chrome silver for “I’m healing but make it aesthetic.”

Tears fall in colors too---

Still, even in the parody,

something real slips through ~~

a shimmer, a tremble,

poetry in motion

like whispers shifting across a dream.

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