Tears-Ii Poem by Aashish Kalra

Brawled from the womb of heavy emotions,
Make no sound but appear in a definite notion;
Bearers of pain they are,
Experienced they have all the bitter and sour.

In a moment the eyes become red,
And in a moment the drops of deepness are shed;
The heart is pierced for the time,
And shows the sorrow in tears in a poet’s rhyme.

Tears,
Not only manifest the laments and heartily fears;
But also a lonely heart,
Also a smiling face which, of late, found its start.

A dropp of eye,
Is full of emotion and sigh;
Through the face, which is it’s decided way,
The tears ease the heart which was swayed.

The world seems to drown,
All seem to be in remorse and frown;
The body seems to be broken apart,
And the living loses its art.

Falls the tear in the worldly whirlpool,
And is lost in the swirl;
Heart, for a time, is relieved,
And the faith is again believed.

Cools it the body when blood paces high,
And crystal clears the red eye;
The ashes are left in the sighs,
And in the time buried the pain lies.

Coldness persists till the deeps,
Colder than the winds over the world which sweep;
Solitude is venom in pain,
It deepens the color of the painful stain.

Heart is left ruptured,
And the days are to be sculptured;
A hole in the heart is made,
Vacuumed it becomes and its color fades.

Dies the rain silently,
After raining the pain steadily;
Thoughts are the phoenix of tears,
Which teach and embolden the Lear.