I cry, not because I want to.
It’s because some emotion inside of me wants to be out.
Because anger is not the only action to exhibit our emotions.
Because love is not the only response to every sentiment.
I cry, for a reason.
And tears, they communicate.
Of course with our loved ones,
Because they are the only people they’ve met with.
They need that,
The love they feel,
The anger they sense,
The blues they haul,
And those fights too intense,
Should be shared with someone we care for.
Someone, who knows the cost of each and every tear we lose,
Each and every emotion we choose,
All the enclosed feelings we possess,
And the way out of every mess.
And at last, we can’t help but share,
Think that life at all isn’t fair,
But what we don’t know, is that,
Life has a time for every slant,
We should have reasons “why not?”, instead of “why?”,
Because life is all about “smile” and not “CRY”.
