My Cry Poem by Thirupathi Vennum

You cried...and made me cry....
But taught me not to cry any longer for the relation that stands at the extinction....

As If I only know the value of tears rolling down from the tears through cheeks...but not rolling up from the heart...

My ten long years of penance of my love made me cry and I will cry till you are mine...in fact what else do I do except crying? ?

Is it my fault loving you more than anything? ? is it not you made me so? ? ?

Is it my wrong feeling no life without you? ? who made me think so? ?
So you gave more pain than anything else? ?

They say my love is failure
Did I ever try to flatter you to get your heart for the tight grip in love? ?
No I just told you the very first movement that I marry you by kneeling down with a white rose in my right hand and diamond ring in my left hand..

You said I was insane and no Shelly for my poetic phrase of propose...
Was I an Arjun Reddy demanding physical help for trivial setting of lust? ?

In fact I pleaded to be immortal with your eternal love...
Is it possible for the sun to rise in west and set in north? ?
Is it possible for the moon shine in day and dim in night? ?

You know my love is no less than all these....
Still why not I cry and wait for thy and for thy love
As long as I breathe I only breathe for my love or hug my death in tears...but dont say i should not cry.....