The sadness was all over
The goblet of red wine
filled to the brink
had toppled and tumbled
The wine bulged out
& the glass rolled
The fingers were numb
Eyes shut
Lips open
The head hung behind
Once i was happy because I cud cry
One day I cud cry because I was happy
I dont know if I wud cry ever
It had rained hard, rained all day
Downpouring
May be somewhere
some fingers got numb
some eyes shut
some lips open
& some head hung
May be the goblet tumbled & rolled
& it rained, rained hard.................
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