Emotional Taboo






I could cry, though reasons may elude,
Can't you perceive, my heart's fragile ache,
Aching, breaking, a sorrowful quake.
Emotions swirling, a tempest pursued.

Don't you understand, I'm sinking so low,
My soul yearns release, a tear-stained sight,
Is it admissible, if I weep tonight?
Beneath the surface, where shadows grow.

Yet I could laugh, with a whimsical air,
Can't you see, my heart filled with glee,
A facade of joy, masking the plea.
To mask the pain, pretend I don't care.

Don't you realize, my joy like a wild river flows,
Would it be accepted, if laughter takes flight,
Will I find solace, if I laugh tonight?
A rapture inside, laughing hysteria grows.

Yes, I could cry, though reasons remain veiled,
An enigma, a mystery, so carefully curtailed.
And I could laugh, though you might think me mad,
A façade, a masquerade, a coping I've had.

Can't you see, my heart breaking within,
Can't you see, my heart brimming with glee,
A fleeting mirage, features masking the plea.
Aching echoes, the mirror, a haunting chagrin.

Don't you know, in emotions I'm flying so low,
Don't you know, my joy flies high and thrives,
A radiant semblance, concealing the dives.
Engulfed in shadows, where darkness does grow.

Do you believe it's allowed, if tears overflow,
Do you believe it's allowed, if laughter cascades,
If I find respite, where mirth serenades?
If I seek solace in sorrow's undertow?

Ha! Ha! He! He! Oh, boo, hoo, sob!
Expressing in laughter, in tears, and in woe,
Navigating this labyrinth, this journey we know.
A blare of emotions, a tumultuous mob.

So let the tears flow, let the laughter ensue,
In the ebb and flow of life it’s an emotional play,
We find solace, release, and the strength to convey
the spectrum of emotions, we daily accrue.

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About the Author: Sarah B. Royal

Sarah B. Royal’s writing defies convention. Her poetry and prose traverse the boundaries between structure and spontaneity, often weaving together philosophical inquiry, cultural reflection, and personal narrative. With a background in experimental literature, she is known for crafting works that challenge readers to engage intellectually and emotionally.

Her acclaimed palindrome performance play, 777 – A Story of Idol Worship and Murder, showcases her fascination with mirrored storytelling and thematic symmetry. In o x ∞ = ♥: The Poet and The Mathematician, Royal explores the intersection of poetic intuition and mathematical logic, revealing a unique voice that is both analytical and lyrical.

Royal’s collections—such as Lost in the Lost and Found, Haiku For You, Lantern and Tanka Too, and the WoPoLi Chapbook Series—highlight her commitment to neurodivergent expression and poetic experimentation. Whether through childhood verse or contemporary fusion poetry, her work invites readers into a world where language is both a tool and a playground.

Sarah B. Royal continues to expand the possibilities of poetic form, offering readers a deeply personal yet universally resonant experience. Her writing is a testament to the power of creative risk, intellectual depth, and emotional authenticity.

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