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Tears that welled up in the eye.. At times it knew

Tears that welled up in the eye..
At times it knew to cry;
Rest ..it all lay dry!
Struggling to keep its bay...
Calloused itself not to sway;
It did.. honour its boundaries!
You make a cogent argument in midst of all emotional outbursts...
"Crying is for the weak n meek ",they say...
So there again...it limits itself to the brim..
A boisterous rhythm that silences itself to a quietened hymn!
Anything that breaks you..
You construe its elements;
Never letting it kill you!!
And in this journey..
Tears hold a credit due;
If its shed...it holds its nature true...
If it doesn't..it doesn't make you a less human too.
 A pain that cries for tears sometimes finds its way for some,few others limit it and keep it that way. It all depends on each individual and nothing makes either of them less human #strength#resilienttears
Tears that welled up in the eye..
At times it knew to cry;
Rest ..it all lay dry!
Struggling to keep its bay...
Calloused itself not to sway;
It did.. honour its boundaries!
You make a cogent argument in midst of all emotional outbursts...
"Crying is for the weak n meek ",they say...
So there again...it limits itself to the brim..
A boisterous rhythm that silences itself to a quietened hymn!
Anything that breaks you..
You construe its elements;
Never letting it kill you!!
And in this journey..
Tears hold a credit due;
If its shed...it holds its nature true...
If it doesn't..it doesn't make you a less human too.
 A pain that cries for tears sometimes finds its way for some,few others limit it and keep it that way. It all depends on each individual and nothing makes either of them less human #strength#resilienttears
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