The border of tears


To cry
It rained pains..
When the flood crossed the border
The shutter of the mind opened..
In a patch of water
The time that was lost,
A dream left in a particle,
All these in the day without end of nights
Rushing towards me..
Yesterday there was no fear,
But when those who should give shelter today and tomorrow have left the arenas
Know the boundaries of tears..
Now for the poem
Poetic justice is the fragrance of a wild flower.