Tears,
They have shed tears for too long,
If they were a glacier, it would eventually dry up one day.
The warmth of heart will wither away,
If they were a river, one day their flow would cease,
And hope would wither away, like a fading breeze.
If they were an ocean, even its vastness would turn into a dunes,
And happiness’s smile would set, like the sun in a distant land.
Tears are mere droplets, a symbol of our deepest longing,
But they cannot quench our thirst,
nor ease our heart’s tormenting.
Tears alone cannot sustain us,
nor can they quench the fire within.
Even our heart aches within
For the freedom we seek, let us march forward, undaunted and unbroken,
until we claim our victory.
By Sonsnow
