The Voice Of Tears

By Ganapathi Gayathri

My words find their voice at night 

As a silent flood of tears.

Some words cry out for being taken for granted,

Their value gets unnoticed,their worth unspoken 

Some words weep for being unappreciated 

Despite tireless efforts and endless devotion.

Some words mourn for being misunderstood,

Their intent gets twisted,their meaning gets lost.

Some words lament for being blamed brutally 

Their innocence gets stained,their soul gets fractured.

Some words cry out for being ignored,

Their presence is unfelt,their voice unheard.

Some words sob for being unloved,

Their heart gets broken,their spirit gets bruised.

Some words simply cry to breathe,

To break free from the weight of untold pain.

Then I gathered all of my tear-filled words and poured them to settle on the paper. It was listened with patience,welcomed with a warm embrace and crowned as poetry.

By Ganapathi Gayathri