Eyes,
were they made to see?
Or to weep?
Or to show joy?
Or just to mourn and cry?
Tears flow down
In different ways.
Some people just try to put them away.
Some just have crocodile tears,
Like those kids
who just tear to get a shoe pair.
Some just cry out of fear.
Fear that nothing will repair.
Some are just, sadly, unclear.
Some cry out of joy.
Like that mother cried on her child's birth.
those people just cry and enjoy.
Tears are mighty!
One can guilt and tear up.
One can tear up when happy.
Such a great creation,
I admire.
They can symbolize tension,
happiness and gloomy days
altogether.
I can do nothing but admire.
I choose joy as they seem better.
~Arushi Sahu
About the Creator
Arushi Sahu
A being lost in fantasy in ecstacy. Craving for a step beyond reality. Writing self engrossing fiction and poetry. Other sites:- https://tkw-onism.blogspot.com
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