O tears from where art thou coming?
The traces of crimson corners of eyes
or
Pulsating emotional chambers of the heart
Which have dropped you in solitaire confinement to behold ?
Colorless,
Odorless,
Tasteless,
Are you price less too??
It is at the cost of flooding miseries
or
Hurting pains that you flow in immense stream,
or
The joy of subdued pleasure which brings you in being
Offloading baggage sometimes overloading precedences
Bring you here for us to survive.
Emotional underestimation is such a crime
We often undertake while you wash us through
@ ‘dusk’.....
Categories:
precedences, life,
Form: ABC