Comments about Jorawar Walia
My Tears.... Some stay back, some roll down
Some I am ashamed of, some are my crown.
Some curse me, some bless me
Some are my protector, some undress me.
Some make me silly, some make me proud.
Some make me realize I am alone in the crowd.
Some wander around b'coz they feel lonely in the eye,
Some free themselves, just to ask me the question WHY
My Tears.... I once tasted them, they were bit salty,