My Friends do not think I am Dead
I am traversing a Life beyond Life
A Life which only Hero’s claim
A reward for their Heroic Strife.

Love shouldn’t hurt.

A line from an old one…

Poem from a tear’s point of view.

Beauty is tragedy.

You seem to be completely cold.

Souls who lost the way, end in the ocean, as the forest weep with emotion.

In many cultures, it is told that boys should not cry and tears are a sign of weakness. Those who weep are also called by names such as crybabies, sob, coward, etc. However, crying is good for health, physically, mentally, emotionally, socially and economically.

I cannot bear to feel disconnected to loved ones.

Some people are so callous.