Can you hold my tears, my dear?
These droplets of sorrow,
Too heavy for my fragile heart,
Threaten to overflow, to drown.

Can you catch them in your palms,
And let them slip through your fingers?
For I fear that if they touch the ground,
They will stain it with my pain.

Can you hold my tears, my love?
With gentle hands, soft and warm,
Embrace them like fragile whispers,
And let them find solace in your touch.

Can you hold my tears, my friend?
In the quiet moments, when words fail,
Can you offer me the sanctuary,
Of your presence, steady and kind?

Can you hold my tears, my soul?
For they carry the weight of memories,
Of broken dreams and shattered hopes,
But also the beauty of resilience.

Can you hold my tears, my world?
And remind me that within this storm,
I am not alone, I am not defeated,
That together, we shall weather it all.

Can you hold my tears, my dear?
For they are but a testament,
To the depth of my emotions,
And the strength of my spirit.

Can you hold my tears, my love?
And tell me it's okay to weep,
For in the shedding of tears,
I find release, and healing begins.
© Subhadarshi Hotta