The Color of My Tears

Poetry often serves as a way for people to voice the emotions that they might otherwise keep inside-to come to terms with unexpressed feelings and bring them out into the open.
In The Color of My Tears, author Deborah Owens presents a collection of verse that does that and more. These poems can transport you to another time and place-fifteenth-century England, the Harlem Renaissance, or the sixties and seventies. Using a romantic imagination, Owens explores experiences and memories, both good and bad, happy and sad, reveling in the ups and downs of love and life. She builds a collage of emotion in her verses, providing a unique poetic journey.
Bitter Pain of Laughter
If the truth be told, you had no love for me.
I cried;
you laughed.
At my pain, you laughed.
And though I hurt,
you turned your face.
I could not help but feel the volume of your laughter,
for it pierced my soul.
I screamed in agony
while you laughed.
It was as if my pain meant nothing to you.
All that I asked of you
was that you would not torment me so,
but that just made you laugh even more.