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Tearful
“The pining brine streams flowing from the weeping eyes seek the course to the sea of serenity”– Quote by poet The cloud convoy of despair drifts slow in the seamless smoky sky of sorrow, as the storm surges from the dismal horizon of mangled mind’s visage distal, it melts in many streams seemingly shallow, while from the tearful eyes torrents flow, like the raindrops rolling in tortuous rills, the drenched face of the foliage feels. All the dark dreary clouds don’t melt, the pain of the deluge remains unfelt. A lonely clump clutches a frail fraction of crushed epitome of entrapped emotion, like the raindrops holding hidden grief in the secret crease of the sodden leaf, lingers in me to wail from within deep, for the impulsive promises I couldn’t keep. With the emotive brine’s brisk flow, carrying the condensed pain of sorrow, the teardrops get poised in pearly file on the unfurled eyelashes for a while, like the raindrops resting on the tip of the leaning leaves to detach and drip. They silently sigh sliding down slowly with the broken dreams’ invisible debris. Down the parched wrinkles sorely sleek, of the pensive and pining pallid cheek, silent streams’ cataract mutely cries as angst cascades from the tearful eyes. The touch of serenity in the psyche bleak, melancholic mind strives solemnly to seek in the course the teardrop torrents trace, and in their consoling emotional embrace.
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