It all started with a sigh
I began my journey from the eye
I tried not to fall from the lashes
But i was destined to fall into ashes
Crawling down slowly on your cheek
I toiled to grab anything I could seek
Falling I found myself at your nose
Someone would wipe me I supposed
But no one bothered and I was at your lips
I wished that you could take a sip
I slipped and landed on your chin
The line between death and life was thin
Detached from your face i was welcomed by the frost
Another life gone, Another pearl lost !
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The Pearl
PoetryA story of a tear drop ... I named it The Pearl because I believe tears no matter whatever caused them are really precious...