Tears may seem simple—a trace of water—but they carry the weight of unspoken emotions, heartbreak, and silent strength.
This poem captures the depth behind each tear, revealing the emotional world hidden behind quiet eyes.

It’s a gentle plea to be seen, to be understood, and to be held with compassion

The Price of My Tears

My tears—don’t call them just water,
They are echoes of silent slaughter.
One drop holds what I cannot say,
A lifetime of dreams washed away.

They shimmer not from light alone,
But from the pain I’ve never shown.
Each tear is a truth, a whispered sigh,
A question I ask to the distant sky.

You see the glisten, not the ache,
The soul behind the smile that breaks.
I gave and gave with open hands,
Still stood alone on shifting sands.

Please—do not hurt this fragile heart,
I’m stitched together, part by part.
Behind these eyes, a storm resides,
Of memories lost and hope that hides.

Don’t let me drown in wounds unseen,
Don’t treat my depth like a passing scene.
This 1% of water you see,
Is 99% the feelings of me.

So hold me not with careless grace,
But with the warmth of love’s embrace.
For tears, my friend, are not just rain—
They are the voice of silent, aching pain.
(Vijay Verma)

BE HAPPY… BE ACTIVE… BE FOCUSED… BE ALIVE

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