Debasish Mishra

Truthful Tears - Poem by Debasish Mishra

My tears fall on the body of the paper
And themselves write woeful poems.
I only decipher them.
So praise me not for what I write
Nor chide me.
Deal with those artistic tears.

They stay hidden behind my black eyes
Somewhere that I even donot know.
They bury themselves
On the white of the paper,
Sacrificing themselves
Like martyrs
Splashing it like a new bride's cheek.
They are the true poets
Bestowed with copious creativity
Who are, infact, represented by my pen.

Listen to this poem:

Comments about Truthful Tears by Debasish Mishra

There is no comment submitted by members..

Rudyard Kipling


Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poem Submitted: Monday, January 11, 2010

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 16, 2010

[Report Error]