A warm tear from eyes
Dropped out one more clotted bitter. memory
What flesh, how strong,
What muscle, how hard
Crushed and tired by the nagger from past
Brain, a littered dungeon
And heart a battered beach
By cruel memory-waves
Deep underneath the rubble of bitter reminiscences
Where could the delicate nostalgia
Build its safe-nest?
Was it clipped of wings
Or lost for ever its dear roost?
For once never comes up
To cheer my senses,
Never even flickers awhile
Like a monsoon Levin
To give me a little hope
My eyes flutter nervously
Forehead twists into an enigmatic knot
A sigh from inside the intestines bursts out
I remain unmoved, shattered
Shakled by an. unbreakable askance
One more tear from my closed eyes
One more clotted bitter memory
Drops out.
Tears
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