Over The Tears! ! Poem by SEEMA SHARMA

And if the stars did fall
Over the tears that yet remain
Below the souls that I must wear;
Bleeding dreams for which I mourn
Believe me Lord; he has made me cry…….

So despise me not for my craters
Loathe me not for I am scared
That though would rather have the stars
Than the phantom of my angel made…..

Know thy heart is to me
Chorale adorned to hear
And I pray you shalt see
There is some joy in this
New tear……..