Roopa Menon

Rookie - 20 Points (11-05-1985 / Mumbai, India)

Anatomy Of Tears - Poem by Roopa Menon

Tiny droplets of salt
Cling on the tip of eyelashes
Hanging valiantly
Until a blink of eye
Makes them jump
Over the cheeks
To die on the lips
It is a mirror
Of seasons
That fills our life
Sadness
Happiness
To utmost surprise
A dropp says it all
Just a dropp or two
To define an expression
Or a thunderous outpour
From reddened eyes
Speak silent volumes
Of feelings.
Tears are not racist
They are broad minded
Resides in every eye
Rich or poor
High or low caste
Tears are just tears
Colourless
Flawless drops.


Comments about Anatomy Of Tears by Roopa Menon

  • Shihabudheen K JShihabudheen K J (5/28/2012 5:46:00 AM)

    It is a mirror of seasonsso meaningful.could better say mirror of feelings.jus wonderful (Report)Reply

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  • Viola Grey (8/10/2008 6:05:00 AM)

    absolutely true to the last drop...fantastic write...well done. (Report)Reply

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  • Gone with the wind (8/10/2008 5:53:00 AM)

    that was fantastic...I loved each line...a perfection within the proper bending of lines and thoughts....a kinda web or a clot...Lovely and lively..10/10 (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 10, 2008

Poem Edited: Monday, July 18, 2011


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