Its nothing to the outer world but a little drop of tear,
But, the truth it withholds is beyond any expression.
It carries with itself a bundle of mixed feelings,
It keeps all to itself, the selfish little pearl.
During happiness and joy, it dances at the corner of my eye,
During distress and sorrow, it steals itself out of my eye.
It makes a sob and reminds me of its presence,
Nevertheless I have already realized its existence.
It shines with its awesome sheen for not more a minute,
It lets out a sigh and at times brings with itself a whole army,
It looks around with a whiff of innocence,
It accomplishes a travel,
It rolls down my cheek and then its no more!!
But, the truth it withholds is beyond any expression.
It carries with itself a bundle of mixed feelings,
It keeps all to itself, the selfish little pearl.
During happiness and joy, it dances at the corner of my eye,
During distress and sorrow, it steals itself out of my eye.
It makes a sob and reminds me of its presence,
Nevertheless I have already realized its existence.
It shines with its awesome sheen for not more a minute,
It lets out a sigh and at times brings with itself a whole army,
It looks around with a whiff of innocence,
It accomplishes a travel,
It rolls down my cheek and then its no more!!
1 comment:
you are a poet sneha !! really awesome post...
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