Some tears rolled down..
In my heart’s clustered town.
They cause movements.
I’m living.
I’m loving.
….~.~.~.~…
They rolled further down
To the center of the town.
They cause commotions
I’m dying.
I’m dead.
.
And yet they traveled more
To the point that made me sore.
They made me live again!
I’m dead.
I’m living.
P.S. Thankyou Moniba for the superb additions to my writing.