No Crocodile Tears, Dear

No dear, not for your sympathies to earn, Nor yet that your attention can I draw, Just as helpless infants are apt to do, True, facing you helpless I’ve often felt. Tears cause in me no butterflies of love, Nor trigger love-bonds flowing well within, Should ye so wish, check chemicules therein, Check enzymes and lipids if so to prove, Or if electrolytes are duly dealt, Tears of emotion show more protein too, Making them viscose more, on skin to claw, No, tears are not shed by me— one lovelorn. Nor yet my dear, crocodile tears are shed, Oh, just so that my dry eyes moist are made. ________________________________________ Chemicules: short for chemical molecules A man cries the night before, and his wife wants to know why. After ruling out all her false conjectures as to why he cried, he gives the true reason: He suffered from glaucoma, and his eyes tended to weaken more due to dryness. And he tries crying sometimes to moisturize his eyes. This sonnet might appear rhyme-less on a casual look. But it has a mirror-like symmetry— the first six lines rhyme with the next six, followed by a Volta in the form of a couplet. _________________________________________________________ Sonnets (Humour) | 20.03.2017 |