No Crocodile Tears, Dear Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

No darling, not your sympathies to earn,
Nor mind nor yet your heart on me to draw,
Helpless infants as oft are apt to yell,
Yea, helpless oft have I before you felt.
Tears cause in me no butterflies of love,
Nor yet trigger love-bonds between us two,
You may check the chemicals therein too,
Check enzymes and lipids if so to prove,
Or if electrolytes are duly dealt,
Emotional tears show more protein as well,
And make them more viscose on skin to claw,
It's none of it— and reason there's but one.

No darling, no crocodile tears I've shed,
To my eyes drying, tears render some aid.
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A man cried the night before, and now his wife wants to know why. After ruling out all her false conjectures as to why he cried, he gives the true reason: He suffered from glaucoma and dryness. And he tries crying sometimes to moisturise his eyes. This sonnet may look rhyme-less, but has a mirror-like symmetry —a b c d e f / f e d c b a. The Volta happens in the couplet.
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Sonnets | 17.03.2017 |