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Rated: E · Poetry · Tragedy · #1843567
Its about the precious thing: TEARS......

When we are hurted,
We eventually cry,
When we have some secrets,
We blindly lie!

We never understand,
The language of tears,
We lack in love and care,
In the best of lively years!

Tears are words that none can speak,
Whether we are happy or we are sad,
They come down rolling on the lips,
And remind us every moment we had!

Tears fall and again they fade,
Those are hidden memories of heart,
Which are never lost in air,
Neither are they kept apart!

We fail to recognize tears,
Of pain and happiness,
We keep them hidden in our eyes,
Until we turn our lives in mess!

Tears are hardest to wipe-off,
When given by a special one,
Tears turn the past in memories,
Which can be replaced by none!

-Misty Bhattacharya

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