Tears

Tears long poem

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Water with an immense depth…
In eyes which haven’t slept…
Adds to the beauty of a joy….
When trickles down
substituting a smile
Wonderful is a rejoice…..

Carries in it precious pearls….
Mixed emotions in it always swirl…
intensity can not be measured by scale…
Eyes without it looks deadly pale…
Speaks the language of eyes…
Countless times it cries…..

Hugging a baby,embracing soulmate
Needless to say…it always find its place..
Even after crossing its boundaries
It still remains pious and never loses its grace….
Adds to the charm of happiness…..
Is a pillar in times of sadness……

Is always given a hearty welcome
Be it a separation or reunion….
Can very well mark its presence
Whatever be the occasion….
Once whispered in God’s ears….
In eyes of heartless my heart fears….

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