This is a poetry I had written when I saw my sister crying. It felt bad as it was a silent release of emotions.
So here goes;
Never saw you...never saw you this way,
I thought you had given up...given up this fray.
I knew it pained and it pained a lot,
I saw your tears for the first time I thought.
Your face though covered, your hands your veil,
It had a story, it had a tale.
Your eyes though tired, did cry a river.
Just couldn't see, couldn't see you shiver.
Please smile little sister please smile,
some things in life may push you the extra mile.
As this world...this world is not that wry,
at least not worthy...
not worthy to see you cry.
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