Tears

When my heartbeats 

Galloped to listen 

The sound of your silence, 

I saw the tears 

Gushing from your eyes 

And touching the sacred thread 

In your neck.

Pulling you to my arms, 

When my lips convinced that, 

'I am not a philanderer, 

I am your staunchest partner,'

Your lips hushed my lips.

Osculating your eyes

And touching 

The sanguine vermilion, 

I promised you that 

I would never play truant to you.