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Weep

Updated: Jul 14, 2025

By Henoga Sanesh Ariyamal


My dried tears become the path for

the new ones travelling down their

way to my cheeks, which now

seems to be stained to make it shine.



My nose turned red,

Tring to hide in all my emotions,

but eventually gave up that

my eyes started to shed pearls one by one.



Pearls started to shed one by one

from my brown eyes, which hid treasure

deep Beneath that now it just wants you be

seen even though no one's looking.



My lips that's now glossy,

can't utter a word as

it's stuck in my voice box

and someone else has the keys.



My honey eyes,stained cheeks,red nose,

and glossy lips can't wait to smile again,

laugh loud that it echos through the mountains high.



The key to my soul is gone,

The key to my happiness is gone,

The key to my smile is gone,

I gave it to u,now its gone.


By Henoga Sanesh Ariyamal






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