Tear are salty,
Mine are not,
I did swallow them twice,
Never did they taste thus,
I cannot warrant for all times,
But for these two times I can say for sure,
What went inside wrong?
And the salt did not quite come out with them,
I cannot comprehend full,
But I can say for sure,
That the events which caused them,
Were so full of acidic brine and salt,
That probably tears felt ashamed,
And left their salt behind.
Copyright © Shishir Gupta | Year Posted 2005
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