From the moment,
We opened our eyes,
Instantly got slaps,
We were made to cry.
The child’s first tears,
Which makes mum smile,
It’s the only time,
That makes us alive.
Then the journey starts,
Tears and cry,
In the walks of life,
Eyes never gets dry.
In Happiness tears roll,
In sadness we weep,
From the eyes it flows,
Passes the cheeky steep.
Will with emotions,
In frowned state or gay,
Or its the salts present,
Making it all false say.
Its presence creats,
Emotions strong.
It speaks alot with lips sealed,
If I am not wrong.
Crystal White tears,
Sometimes makes people fear,
Due to it’s absences,
We sometime lose someone dear.
Jyoti Vishwakarma’s 