Story of your tear

I open the book of tranquillity,

I touch the lonely silent page,

Suddenly my hands get wet,

I wonder why I don’t know yet!


Then the page shows you,

Standing  alone blindfolded ,

Inside the desolated dark room,

Lost and weary in the gloom;


My hands walk heavily,

On the bridge of tranquility,

That takes them in your heart,

Which usually holds us apart;


Where every heart beat,

Doesn’t make a sound,

Silently shades a tear,

That hides inside with fear;


My hands come back,

To tell me about you and

the story of your weep

Of the silent love so deep!

 Copyright 2016 Chitkala Mulye (Chitkala Aditosh

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