Poetry

She Doesn’t Cry… They Don’t Know Why

A Prose Poem

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Tears can’t talk. Tears have no language. Tears are flawless, as the impeccable skies — the impeccable skies hold a lot of secrets. When these impeccable skies can no longer hold their secrets, there happens to be a fierce downpour. A downpour that may cause floods or give relief. Downpour happens from our eyes too, but this never floods us…

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