As drops slide down against these cheeks of time
I wonder every now and then what each signifies
A lot has been seen through these eyes
It's confusing now to decide about what they cry.
Perhaps the one going down now shows a lonely life
And the one before this had been etched with a struggle to strive
And the one that is threatening its way out
Evokes a sense of the doubts I'm afraid to shout.
But what about all those dreary storms
Which crackled and trembled until the first rays of morn
Meaningless reasons behind those nights of pain
Yet all these tears did was mercilessly rain.
But now their time has come again
To be behind bars and tied in chains
Efforts to escape will go in vain
Unnoticed shall pass all their pain.
The world has left this heart tired and weak
Soothing words no more these trembling lips speak
Indifference sketched expertly on this face
But these tears break their cages when the night is at its peak.
- Rati & Metis
"Ever wipe your glasses thinking it will clear the glassy vision and then you realize it was not your glasses but some tears that were trying to spill out?" - Rati
