Tired Eyes.

Her shedded tears have dried out,  her eyes are numb and swollen shit.
You tell her all will be fine,  do you yourself believe in it?

They are weary, they are tired,
Gloomy, what you once admired.

No, death isn’t scary, and heaven’s no where near,
Losing him again, is what exactly she fears.

Hold her hand, and tuck her in,
For even God has this phenomenon,
When the storm’s over, it ends,
When your eyes are tired of the rains,
Then comes light wind, brushing away your pains,

Let her sleep till this day ends, her eyes have beared enough.
Let them rest, for the miserable tomorrow is yet to come.


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