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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
Copyright ©
Alice Ana
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