Tears

Are those real tears

Are those crocodiles ones

Are they tears of joy?

Or tears of sorrow

What ever they are

Tears have greatness about them

They clear all eyes

Expose all those lies

Which tears do often reveal

When a girl loves

She sheds tears

To win over heir beau

When she wants a diamond ring

Her bf has no clue

Her cries,

Her tears

Her wet his eyes too

Then it s then only

 He thinks he knew

 The desire to unite with you

 Only if you could perhaps

Dry her wet eyes with

A diamond like view

May not be real diamonds

But a love which is seemingly true

So friends do shed a tear or two

In grief and joy alike

Our tomorrow’s tears will come anew

No one knows when fresh tears are due