A Stubborn Tear!

It is not up to you to fix people,

You cry for people, who won’t cry for you,

What you need is an equal promise of trust,

A heart that you have deserves the one who appreciates, is a must. 

What is once dead, no miracle can make it alive again,

You choose how you want to be,

Peace is in its acceptance really,

Happy are those who cherish the love they had,

But give another chance a try.

A life is meant to be lived,

Different phases are meant to be loved,

There will be who you love dearly,

They may not always cherish you so.

You are a person, who needs love,

And some of your hopes fulfilled,

Till when you will take the hurt,

Turn this heart into stone cold.

What’s meant to be will always find a way,

Your journey with some is meant to part ways,

Everyone offers their all when the choose someone new,

Otherwise no one would crave for the lost love and soul.

But people often forget they are not God,

Instead they want you to forget all you felt as all,

They have no right to force you apart,

How do they know the hurt they cause will heal,

They never remain too long to see the damage it seems. 

Fly as you are meant to,

Rise above the ones, who don’t value you,

Once a lesson learnt, if you don’t who is the fool,

Rid yourself of hands, that don’t want to hold you.

No one is special in this world,

It’s your affection for them that makes them so,

It’s better to be alone, than be with someone who does not desire you,

Be who you are, be strong to let them go.

It shouldn’t be tough,

When you think you can heal them,

Because one day they will leave with another,

Who did not accompany in their journey of healing their soul,

Then they will see no reason,

Then they will crave the other,

Because you are not the one they look for. 

But even then a stubborn tear falls,

All the pain enveloped in one,

It’s easy for them to leave and go back to their sadness,

Who takes care your tears, as they fall rapid.

How do you stop your heart to care?

What can you do to stop the ache,

Aching to hold them and cry out the pain,

Feelings shaped into words wait,

To be uttered to the one, they dare. 

So you cry and cry, till there is nothing left,

You become hollow and numb again,

What can you do, how can you convince,

The problem is not convincing them but your dear heart to begin with.