She handed me over an exam pad and a pen and asked me to write down few reasons why i love her.
Instead, a teardrop fell on the page.
I handed it to her with the teardrop in the middle of the page,
she looked at it and saw nothing.
I saw her eyes getting moist with tears,
i asked her what got her teary,
she said i had no reason why i love her.
I lifted her chin up,
looked her in the eyes,
showed her a wet spot where my teardrop fell,
she looked at me and asked what can a tear drop mean.
I smiled and said,
'A teardrop on a page is worth a million letters, interpreted by a heart that cares'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem