Tear
Tear fell down,
Another welled,
And slipped to surface,
It also fell down,
Before I could contain,
The well sent in a train,
Each fell like a healthy grain,
One concerned softly murmured,
What has gone wrong are you hurt,
Another joined in to soothe,
I looked up and said,
Folks do not worry,
And look down here at the onion,
That I am trying to cut.
Copyright © Shishir Gupta | Year Posted 2005
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