Tears

Tears, I poured from my eyes
you may have different names in your books.
dew, mirage, moisture, fog, mist, rainbow and rain
Those are mine.
Yoy may have different names
oceans, seas, rivers, streams, brooks and creeks
Yes, those are mine.
Then you may ask why?
I swear you to give an answer,
'because of the fading humanity
I am crying, nobody hear
an inner cry.'

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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