SILENT LANGUAGE OF TEARS

In the light of Crescent moon,
Savouring the silence,
Beneath the golden tree she stood,
Benighted she was,
Bereaved she was,
For she lost her loved one,
And was left all alone,

Same was the place where they  once met,
Same was the place where they once embraced,

They were oppressed,
They were rejected,
Profane they turned,
For they wished to be united for eternity,

But the destiny had other plan,
He left for his heavenly abode,
Leaving her to collect the reminiscences,

Sailing down the sea of emotions,
Wind caressing her hair,
To decipher the silent language of tears,
Her only companion was despair.