The tear that flew down his cheek,
Left a painful mark that can never be healed,
One by one it slowly reached the ground,
With a quiet painfull sound,
as the boy shrieked.
The tear got louder and louder
For several hours
He screamed in pain,
Over and over again.
Why did he cry people asked?
He stayed quiet,
The day was over the boy was gone,
He was sick of beng alive,
That he hanged himself upside down.
Comments about this poem (The Tear by Aishah Bibi )
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