Tears are the purest..they can never be faked ..

A poem of sadness.

Can you forget the kisses of roses blooming at your door or charming travelers by the wayside? You would have felt beguiled had you asked them about their feeling as I usually do, an experience I wish to share with you in this poem.

How many tears in a lifetime do we shed. For we shed tears of happiness as well as sadness.

An original poem by Aubrey Lambach.

A feeling in form of a poetry about Rain.

Writing a poem about ll the tears I have cried was hard because it only reminded me of you and what we used to share. As I am typing this poem you are about to read…my tears began to once again fall.

A haiku I’d written about teardrops and missing someone.

This is my life, my very own hobbie.

A self poem.