The Tears of a Woman

As cold as fire, as fast as a sloth The salty fluid that rolls down a woman's cheek hardly can be fought Every drop that the eyes' guardian lets go tells a different story  Yesterday's wounds, today's pain  tomorrow's suffering  All in one liquid reflecting Explain a woman's tears? They proudly showcase her fears Listen to the untold story  That is told in miserable glory Each and every drop characterises a chapter of this story The chemistry that goes on between these drops and the piece of fabric is electrifying  It comes straight from her heart,wanting to release its ache Her pain,her joy all embedded in one place She-her ever emotional self trying to hide her tears from her young lads  But there's no space for both But as the superhero she is, she smiles blatantly and cries surreptitiously  And at the end of the day She stops weeping Cleans her tears And decides to go on with her life  For in reality those drops only make her stronger