THE HURT HEART


MANY-A-TIMES




 Many-a-times I have wept without a tear

Many-a-times I have laughed out in pain

Many-a-times I've smiled with numb eyes

Many-a-times my silence screams in vain


Much like the clouds that hover upon a barren land

And burst not when earth is dry and drained

But on incitements of a breeze from cool vales

Sprinkle down a few drops of embarrassing rain


- AR

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