STOP MOURNING! 

Two eyes overflowed like flooded rivers,

Refusing to stop ever,

Staining the rosy cheeks,

Leaving grey streaks

On her skin fair,

Drawing rivers of despair,

Hair disheveled,

A crazy wind meddled

With a delicate, petit her 

As she tried hard to hold back the tears

And wiped them away with the back of her palm,

With a tempest inside, still calm,

All seemed lost,

With the darkness as the Sun crossed

The horizon slowly

And dipped down into the sea,

He never cried,

Nor was scared to say goodbye,

He drowned, to resurface again,

His territory to regain,

Without any sense of loss or remorse,

Nor did he cry himself hoarse,

Then why should she cry for her love, mourn him?

Cry and waste her tears on his whim,

Leaving her was his loss, not hers,

He was not worth her love and care,

Looking up at the sky, she gathered herself,

Promising not to waste herself on someone else,

Nor let her happiness cease,

With a smile in her heart, she made peace.

©®Madhumita