Tears
Tears flow like rain drops
at the onset of a storm.
Each drop welling,
bulging, before tumbling
down each cheek,
as rain drops off a leaf,
dribbling, cascading down,
intermittent but steady,
other times with the fury
of the Niagara.
Tears helps wash away
a heavy heart,
cleansing our woes,
as the pain,
as does it herald
happiness and joy
that fills our heart
as the dawn sun
casting its rays,
infectious, and contagious,
as the laughter
that proceeds our tears.
Copyright © Ilahtpan Napthali | Year Posted 2015
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