Golden tears

Sensitive interactions
Clashing
Like crystal paper

Disarticulated heart
Hurt
Taken by surprise
And misunderstanding

To sustain love
In the whirl
Of the madding crowd

A knife
A permanent threat
In an unclosed Hell

Waves
Spreading 
Their daily injection
Of tempting thoughts 
A challenge 
To conjugate 
With full poetry

Shall I turn them
Into a cry
A whisper
Or else
Into silence?

A pain
A breath 
To be swallowed
Into a so-called
Yet stupid 'wisdom'

The voiced and the un-voiced
The similar powers 
Of their expression
Always a question 
In the balance

Killing words
Scars 
Ironed
Accurately
Imperceptibly
The way 
They have to be
By the mighty clock
Covering the silent space

Holding off
The unbearable burning
Visions
A burden or a memory
To cherish
Everyone in his own bubble
Temporarily protected 
from the affronts of this world

                                     Tears Of Gold by Gustav Klimt