Tears | The Daily Star
12:00 AM, July 05, 2018 / LAST MODIFIED: 12:00 AM, July 05, 2018


A drop of water, a pouring rain, highlighted by the moonlight,

A burnt up winter, a worsening pain, no place where I could hide.

A fist of anger, a rage of fire, the destruction of a sun outshone.

A sheer hunger, an empty desire, no place that I could call home.


A river of dreams, a dam of hope, a cross section of a bipolar mind.

The black muddy water, a depth so deep, for a man who became too blind.

Endless fortnights, a dedicated sunlight, a mysterious mirage of a lamp post.

Reflections of pioneering lights, an ever dissolving fright, a guest without a host.


My tears are mine to cherish, all a present of an unknown light,

All mine to keep before I perish, all a fragment of a meaningless night.

A melody I would forget, a voice I can't sing, a woven scar so rough,

My final present to the past and future, that I would truly love.


The writer is a class 7 student at Dhaka Residential Model College

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