LOVE’S TEAR

LOVE’S TEAR


Oh, the tear of innocent
True love from deep within,
As you flow down tender cheek,
You ignite burning thoughts.

Are you born of ache and pain,
Or, of abundant joy?
Are you the cry of ill fate,
Or, precursor of hope?

I wish I knew where I stand,
In oblivion or dreams.
I don’t know whether my thoughts
Are reciprocated.

Whatever does bring you forth,
Of this I am quite sure:
You are the privileged one
That graces my love’s cheek.


* Written in 7-6-7-6 format.


M C Gupta
23 June 2008