Be it betrayal or be it a lie,
Or be it guilt that makes us cry;
Be it a sorrow big or small,
Why from our eyes do the tears fall?
Be it fear or be it pain,
Or be it our efforts wasted in vain;
Be it when our insecurities upon us maul,
Why from our eyes do the tears fall?
Is it because that we are weak,
And in the tears' vicinity, shelter we seek?
Or is it because that we are strong,
And tears are what keep us enduring for long?
Be it happiness when you enjoy,
Or be it the unexpected profusion of joy;
Not only because of grief, after all,
Do from our eyes the tears fall.
©saadat
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