Tears I cry, of sadness
Tears, they fall, of madness
Gently dripping down my nose and cheeks.
Scared they tremble 'cross my skin
Tears that form from what has been
Quivering quail, oh so weak.
How can no one understand?
Must all others feel be banned
Yet I see no tears join mine
Unnoticed a river runs from my gory
Drowning me in it's majestic glory
Too much for my heart to take and it closes
Only now, only now, other tears entwine.
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I would like to translate this poem
Every tear and pain end up in the same ocean...though unnoticed it can never be not understood...still a tear may flow out of happiness as well as sadness...so evry tear has its own value...its a nice poem