This poem explores the profound and intimate relationship between a person and their tears. It delves into the emotional depths of sorrow and loneliness, where tears become more than just a physical manifestation of grief.

They become a voice, a confidante, and a mirror reflecting the soul’s deepest longings and unspoken pain.

My Tear’s Confession”

I begged my tears, “Come in solitude,
Do not appear in the crowd, so crude.
They’ll watch you fall and mock my plight,
A shameful display in broad daylight.”

But tears replied, “You’re lonelier there,
A soul so adrift, lost in despair.
Your pain, your grief, I cannot miss,
Though no one else may hear your hiss.”

“I see the sorrow hidden in your eyes,
The unspoken hurt, the silent cries.
Your soul’s deep tremor, I can feel,
A language known, a truth made real.”

“I’m not just tears, a watery stream,
But your soul’s mirror, a fragile dream.
I trace the grief etched on your face,
A silent love, a timeless embrace.”

“You try to hide me, push me away,
But your memories call me every day.
I’m your shadow, ever near,
A witness to joy, a holder of fear.”

“So let me flow, a soothing release,
I’ll bring your restless heart some peace.
In crowds or silence, I’ll remain,
Your steadfast friend through joy and pain.”

“I’ll be your solace, your softest sigh,
When all feels wrong, and you can’t fly.
Your confidant, your guiding light,
In every tear, I’ll hold you tight.”

(Vijay Verma)

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