The Unseen Tears
It is 1 am in the morning
Not asleep she is mourning
It was one tear, now pillow is soaking
Soaking with those unseen tears....
The Unseen tears in the dark
All alone, shedding more tears
Tears that washes away her misery
Tears that is not from a fight
It is now 2am in the morning
Oolala!! What is she doing?
Trying to wipe away her tears
No one else is there….
It is her soaked pillow, with the hugger
He is a genuine friend to her
Holding her close and caress her soft body
She sinks into his unbearable touch
It is now 3 am in the morning
She is so sleepy, eyes red
Trying to sleep, under her hugger
Will she sleep or still more unseen tears?
The unseen tears under the dark……
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