She sobbed ceaseless, her pretty face, was such pitiful a sight
It moved the stars, to think what curse, had befallen the night.
On her empty cot, left with her thought, pillow wetted in tears’ stain
Moon felt morose, stopped on its course, at her pain’s sad refrain.
In that moment, in agony spent, she hadn’t a comforting arm
To smooth her hairs, soothe her tears, ask what had caused her harm.
Was it her love that deserted her, some cruel blow of fate?
Loss of dear one, untimely gone or treated ill by her mate.
None knew what it was, why her eyes were awash, with steadily flowing stream
Did her man abandon her, moved away afar, shattering her heart’s all dream?
Her lips didn’t tell, what her befell, not a soul was there to know
Unbridled rain, spoke of her pain, she couldn’t rein the flow.

At that instance, as if by chance, a man stood on her door
Said ‘quickly take, the pill for toothache, don’t you cry anymore’.