Tears Poem by Plabita Bhaskar

Tears

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Trickle down slow,
No hustle, no race,
Drop down till you evanesce.

Wet soul, clasped hold,
Aching hour.
Dank wind, hate pins,
Hurt no more.

Raucous wailing,
Flustered soul,
Grave numb sobbings,
In voiceless bawl.

Drip down flow,
Oh! tears Break slow.
Drop down till you fall no more.

Friday, August 4, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: tears
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Nidhi Agrawal 04 August 2017

A very touching poem.

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Plabita Bhaskar 08 November 2017

Thanks for reading Nidhi.. :)

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