Tears
Tears exist
Yes, they do and have been since years
Back and back in time beyond how far we can reminisce.
They’ve built their own world and they live in it
A complete world with mountains and valleys,
Ups and downs in every sense you see it.
They have their times and their seasons.
A beautiful world with no sun,
But with a bright, beautiful sky with changing colours;
White, red, and yellow just as the sun
And a moon as dark as Lunar Eclipse
Each in wavering time and season without fluttering flaws
They are never seen outside until there’s a trigger
They flow out together when called upon but the reasons differ
Myriad emotions pick out the kind they want to flow,
But even so, they run out together; warm or cold.
They are beautiful just as their world
That chills they give the way they roll down the cheek
That kind of feels good no matter the reason for the pour.
Isn’t it so cool to have a whole world live in you and me?
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ReplyDelete#Aworldoftears ����... Sometimes one need to let it out to get a soothing relief����☺
ReplyDeleteTruly spoken. Thank you for comment. Tis well welcomed.
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