Somehow somewhere signals to sign in; something sweet an expression to establish, an exponential truth, to sum up to an extent is the essence and effort of this Poem.
Tears no more.
Times of pleasures and pain drifting far astray,
Times of melody and melancholy, need and greed,
Themes of struggle ceasing slow and steady indeed,
Tarry no more the repugnance to redefine the deed,
Tears no more to shed and shy away.
All the seasons moorings with mellow mornings,
All through the day and night relentless rendering in faith,
All the vision and vicissitudes of life's terrain vanishing,
All the gain are gone like ghastly gale,
All the tears no more to shed and shy away.
While the pangs of pain and pomp sustained the life,
Withering away all the games of gain, gone like a wind,
Wilfully manoeuvring, moulding mansions and castle,
With a bang banishes, broken bricks apart in life,
Where there are no more tears to shed and shy away.
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