Tears {two }
You take tears as weakness
But I not, I take it as a detergent
To wash the shoot long accumulated inside
To get the perspective of things straight and afresh,
My heart has a rainbow which sends some gems
On the apple cheeks like morning dew on the grass showing
Seven colours, white on the top and at the bottom black
when I see more beautiful dreams in my eyes
being out of space tears roll down like pearls
sometimes tears come out when the day is very beautiful and
it is quickly passing out
tears are weakness for those
who connect them with fears
my tears come when I see someone
kills virtue and honesty
my tears become angel- beautiful
when they come not for me alone
but for others too
poem by Abdul Wahab
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