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Tears – an untold words of heart. If tears were not formed heart may die in pain. Well pains of life control our happiness. The scars that humans draw in our life stays and stays. And tears and tears formed. It can happen at any point of life. It can’t be foretell.
New pains are not good as the old ones. Old ones are such sweet pains of heart that are best ever in this world for me. And no new one can’t beat it so fast. Old ones still live healthy. How can it be..? No wound ‘ll heal by knowing the taste frequent tears.
I admit myself tears surely wetted my pillow. For that I am so sorry for my pillow. But i am thankful to my eyes at the same time to take an initiative decision to clean itself and became self ready to be more powerful, for the next tear day.
Feel proud actually. Getting ready in one night means alot. For some people one night is not enough to weep out. In that case i am having a good eyes. After every tear i am gifted with – a deep sleep & a fresh morning.
I often deny my own feelings to make everyone else comfortable in one way or similar to that.
I cried more during nights than days. Day… not too bad for a cry. I know very well that dark hours can’t see my tears nor let allow anyone else to view it. But Light hours make it shine like a precious stone and are quite noticeable for others, as you know.
If tears have sound, i ‘ll surely want to play music so loud at night. When we burst out, it has to be in a invisible manner. I have a selfish strategy that to not transfer any of my pains to others. Nights maintained that very well. How many more nights to go to calm the pain? Is it six months, one year, two, three? No answer.
Nights are worse than ever nowadays. Even though nights had conquered the tear contract with my eyes.., heart weeps at any time during memories are recalled or passes through my heart without any notifications. Its quite unnatural thing right now. No time to get prepared or getting enough time to be ready to face it. Totally unfair. No such preventive measures available in store for this.
Pains over flows in to tears. A tear drop contains mix of 100% of the compressed form of each pains. Each true tear drop express the purity of heart. Tears are weightless. But its a pack of ample of feelings.
I call it sweet. Its sweet because its all borned from my loved ones or close ones. Pains can be happen in peculiar ways. The time our loved ones got wounded by someothers. That as well cause me in pain. I can bear their pain by felling tears from my eyes only. May be loved ones confession or share secrets are with lot of pains. I was nearly close to it. And that may lead me to pray for their pain. I too get hurt very badly when they are affected by such hurty situations. Everyone in this world are in pains once or still living with it and a secret tear form during the night hours make them feel what they are & what not. Only pillows are aware of the pure hotness of tears. Pains can’t be cool anyways. It has to be damn hot for crushing overloaded feelings.
Some feels pleasure in hurting others. They are on a wrong track which leads to their own grave of pains.
Tasting tear drops are results of crying loud. When the facial muscles expands the tear drop changes its paths of flow in a disorder way. Thus leads to flow over lips and directs to mouth. Tears are pure form of pain. Pain often refers to a burning wood – live coal.
I wonder.. Nights have fine sky, falling stars, moon light, coolest breeze so and so. Still it pains… inside? So my pain is more amazing & beautiful than all those above? I don’t know.
I only knows my pains are sweet and no new pains can break down my old sweeter pains.
Old is always Gilt.