Tears coming from the eyes.
Making the way to survive.
Moving slowly across the face.
Trying to capture the entire space.
Mirror image of emotions displayed.
The droplets of water reflected.
Trust broke; betrayal came at sudden stroke.
Living in disguise there was demise of hope.
Poor mind stopped to think.
Ultimately came to stand still.
Body shivered, heart cried.
To accompany, no one ever tried.
Thinking on what was the deed.
Saw only bleed, bleed.
Is crying was really a need?
Visible was only bleed, bleed.
Is anything left for greed?
Present was only bleed, bleed.
Which nobody wants as part of their need.
– Ashish Kumar