Rollin’ down
Moist crystals
Make way and disappear
I wonder what makes their existence
Emotions? Pains?
Or events? Memories?
Who empowers them?
The heart? Or brain?
Tussled, hustled …..
They keep the roll, and roll
Regardless of cheers
Regardless of sorrows
Regardless of you or me
Just the roll on the smooth grounds
Always down
As if it absorbs in same cheers or sorrows
And begins the life cycle again
The life cycle of A Tear !
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