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Sunday, 6 August 2023

Tears

how strange,
the life of tears,
that they flow from the eyes,
but what feels lighter is the heart,
so what if some people don't get it

how eerie,
the thing with tears,
that while they are shed,
and yet, they are never wasted.
so what if some people don't get it

how funny,
the feelings with tears,
the ones that roll for one's own pain are sad,
while those for others light up souls.
so what if some people don't get it

how deep,
the reach of tears,
they may trickle down one's cheek,
but they melt the hearts of the loved one.
so what if some people don't get it

how profound
the nerves of tears,
that however small they may seem,
they do the job that a million words can't.
so what if some people don't get it

how sharp,
the ear of tears,
deep somewhere, as the storm wreaks havoc,
and far away, a tsunami oozes and tears apart.
so what if some people don't get it 

how powerful,
the force of tears,
here, as the soul bleeds,
and there, a volcano erupts.
so what if some people don't get it still!




© sashikant mohanty 

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