Where have all the tears gone?
Oh! Where have they all gone?
What was once so copious
as an Indian monsoon;
has like the effect of global warming
now dried up too soon.

Was I a child to cry so long?
who has now matured so strong?
What used to come so naturally
Like healing tropical springs
Does not now flow even artificially
And has hardened my heart strings

Has love betrayed made me cold?
Or is it that I’m just getting old?
Vibrant expression of sorrowful emotions
Those mind cleansing healing streams
Have dried up into something cold and bitter
My hardened rock like heart screams
For love that can make me better.