The wind will dry my tears,
And no one will see it,
Only a smile on my face,
Which seems so real.
It has become so difficult,
To face this cruel world.
As i travel in bus,
The wind dries my tears...
A splash of water on my face,
clear all its trace,
and when you see me smiling,
even for a second, you won't wonder,
all this while, i've been crying...
very lovely sentimental touchy teary poetry sad the world has become so creepy and law is also very often sleepy
A lovely poem well articulated and writing with conviction. I guess nowadays that people show little compassion, it's better to hide your tears rather than show it and become object of pity and gossip. A nice piece indeed. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
Hello poet friend Kirti. A thought provoking and great piece! I enjoyed, Loyd PS: Please check out my new book on Amazon or Barnes and Noble, Pumpkinny Tales. Thanks for your support.
increasingly the pressures one faces in the modern hectic global village...leaves it sad mark the thrusting vector of do or die leaves many exhausted and striving to stay in step. on a personal level a sad pointer to modern day dilemmas, a charming simple poem that amply conveys the intended message nice liked
Dried tears behind the smile make you a brave woman, but the pain of dried tears! I understand you and your impressive poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
see me smiling, I like it, thanks.