With tears you signed on the wall
Did not leave any impact on others shawl
It's your tears got wasted you know
For whom they were shed they don't know.
Its value is priceless if you call its own
for others it stand to be as good as meaningless one!

Let's hoard our tears as and when we shed
It's value measures the depth of ocean
At the end of the day they just get dried away
But leave a deep imprint on ones heart
Do you know?

May be the pain too went along with the tears you shed
It's priceless if my eyes shed them out
For others it stand to be the tears shed on barren land
Which will neither quench your thirst nor keep you dry!

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