Tears Poem by Nash Thomas

When the fate is unkind,

When the fate is so cruel,

When we have to cross hurdles after hurdles,

In the midst of the heavy burden in life,

Mounted with lack of mean to support,

Failed to enjoy the world to its core,

Failed to see nice things in life,

With full of spiteful words,

With full of thrashing,

With piercing nails in the heart,

With the words of hate,

With words of Hitler,

Our passion will turn into-

Ocean of drops from eyes as tears,

Until it reaches the corners of the mouth,

With its natural saline taste to give a momentary relief,

Then to restart the same process like a destined bus route,

Till we find a destiny…….a final destiny in life.