Love Of A Teardrop

I cried and they too shed tears, as wiping mine went in vain.

Truth tastes bitter these days…

All that is sweetly withered away and now what’s left is saline, sour…

Doubts and confusions surround me, all around…

I close my eyes… my mind is now flooded with answers…

This sends a teardrop down my gaunt cheeks.

and to my lips...

And with the slightest wind, to the ground…

Every question turned into a new journey...

Every journey unravelled a whole new story…

All this for one little answer … For one little question of love...