Thy Tears Poem by Abhishek Jandial

THY cries out in pain tonight.
Tears are dropping down from a cloud.
No one hears it but me.
I stood up in the wet grass.
Trying hard to find the words.
To dry thou tears
No one witnesses the fancies of THY.
No one have a jiffy
To keep their eyes on the sky.
No one have a moment to search
Why every dawn he used to cry? ?
No one is bothering for the grain
What he expect from his crop.
Pinching his wounds; they let him to weep drop by drop.