TEARS

These tears,
Flowing tears of pain,
Flowing tears of shame.
Every drop,
Softly spilling down,
Dissolved with sadness, apathy.
Collecting beneath your tired eyelids,
Dripping one by one,
Like the cracks forming in your heart.
Tears,
Does it melt your strife,
Or break your pride?
These tears,
Provides comfort,
Soothing the battered soul.
*Rajwinraj*

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