They chase each
other
In a race to
the end
These mischief
tears
Running down
these swollen cheeks
Falling from
widened eyes
Wrung out from
an aching heart
They haven’t a
care in the world
As they reach
the finish line
At the edge of
quivering lips
Leaping over
the barrier
To quench the thirst
Of a needy
pillow…
~Shamshaad~
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