Warmth In The Tear Drop!
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A spring that lies, deep
Wells up in eyes, to seep
The ceaseless possession
flows in my expression.
I do not know why and how
But it silently irrigates love -
The drops of emotions
Churn me into relations.
Heart-warmth and cheer
Secret of virtue in the tear
Flows, to wash the sorrow
Gets me freshness to grow.
The love-rich tear, salty
Virtuous than the spirit of honey
Keeps the vastness of a sea
And I want it, to be me.
© Arvind Shah
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13Oct26 SIC DL
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