TEARS
They remind us of our humanity And bring us closer to our divinity.
Tears, tears, falling down
Like raindrops from a stormy cloud
They speak of joy, they speak of pain
Of happiness, and of love in vain
They come in moments of sorrow
When grief and loss fill the morrow
They wash away the hurt and pain
And cleanse the heart of all disdain
They come in moments of delight
When happiness shines bright as light
They sparkle with joy and laughter
And make the heart beat faster
They come in moments of love
When passion flies high above
They express the depth of emotions
And reveal the heart's true devotions
Tears, tears, falling down
A symbol of life's ups and downs
They remind us of our humanity
And bring us closer to our divinity.
About the Creator
Safeera Sathar
With pen in hand and heart on sleeve,
I weave my thoughts,
My words may not be grand or bold,
Hoping my words will make some gain.
So if you find me on this page,
Know that I write to engage.
To touch your heart, to stir your soul,
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