
Tears are our true and loyal companions,
They come in sorrow and also in joy,
And in mildness and in spirit,
Both forward and always coy,
They are words heart cant express,
Feelings that sometimes we cant confess,
They are prayers sent to God when we cant speak,
When we cry out for the broken strains and seek,
They are the raging storms that come to clear your path,
Of ravening sorrow and the hand of wrath,
Sometimes they are memories sneaked out of the eyes,
To clear the orbs like the purest of skies,
So shed the tears without any worry,
Lighten the burdened heart when things get blurry....
So true.
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How beautifully expressed. ๐๐
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Thanks dearโค
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Youโre welcome ๐
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So beautiful ๐โค๏ธ
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Thanks a lot dearโค
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Beautiful words Meena. I love the part where tears are prayer when speech is absent. Nicely done. Thank you. Very inspiring. ๐๐
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Thanks a lot Suzette.โค
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Well said Meena!
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Thanks dear Brad
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saline solutions
prevent inner pollution!
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Beautiful! โค๏ธ
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Thanks๐
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I feel that, this is the voice from the deep of your heart meena. ๐Great about tears.
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Thanks ๐
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