Eyes That Grieve But Hold No Tears

By Yash Raj Shukla

Souls so lost seek edge on a sphere,

Walk amidst crowds seldom to appear;

All desolate stars in the moonlit blues,

Those eyes that grieve but hold no tear.

Suffocating in space, bridled in a time,

Locked in its own, a "Mise en Abyme";

Living a part to bury the rest,

No poems to graves, if cries could rhyme.

Nightmares queued with no else to fear,

Await they death till a breath to bear;

A shine, a smile to fend a glimpse,

Off the eyes that grieve but hold no tear.

By Yash Raj Shukla