Tears Poem by Harbihorlar Eunice

Tears, falling so true..
showing the essence of a wasted life,
wasted effort and futile endeavours.
The chronic fought between right and wrong..
Head versus heart....

Tears, giving relief to the saddened heart..
The secret friend to the lone stranger
it never strives to give solutions,
Rather to give comfort...

Tears, it doesnt complain....
let it out to the fill, it still wouldnt burge
silently, it stays...not minding the time or venue
it is never ashamed of anyone...

Tears, having access to the heart...
it gives courage straight from the heart
it sees only the present
and when it speaks, it speaks truth

Tears, a friend to all with a heart
came as a water,
and for a moment, dry the pains away....