Hot tears trickle down a thousand cheeks.

Untold, unknown and unseen flow the creeks

To form an unfathomable ocean –

The ocean, where woes have no dimension.

 

Alone, she sits and sobs in the dark night.

Her little darlings under a forced plight

Sleep famished, under a contorted roof.

The poor widow’s grief – how will she face life?

 

Into the rubbles they stare and whimper

On what has turned into bricks and timber.

Once it was their home, dream house and shelter.

While they cry, the War Lords roar with laughter.

 

The tears of a lost love hardly roll

For they turn to fumes right on the eyeball.

The darling beloved who takes love for fun

Lo! Leaves the true love, in oblivion.

 

While cheerfully some children run and play

Silently a slender soul stands away.

Unaware, a drop of tear falls down

His hollowed cheek – he is but an orphan.

 

The tears trickle down a thousand cheeks.

In the ocean of tears merge the creeks.

Maybe we cannot drain the vast ocean

Yet, shouldn’t we wipe some tears, if we can?