Thro’ ocean of emotions, rising high tides
After falling from the eyes, tenderly glides
Breaking away further into sobs and sighs
Again subliming too in the inherent skies
That brings tranquility yet at times chides
May be due to impact of sorrow and grief
Shedding of the stream, brings some relief
Even peace and calmness ensues besides
But can also erupt due to pleasure and joy
As laughter’s besieged by smile when coy
Passions travel as pleasure sails and rides
From the tributaries of the soul and heart
As one’s whole sentiments takes the part
With it again all the imaginations abides
Then the manner in which the infants cry
A way to communicate in which they try
Though then this shriek rapidly subsides
Further still, there are crocodile tears too
But then these feelings doesn’t hold true
Hope wisdom rightly judges and decides
So these tears may be of joy and sorrow
More in solitude, they chase and follow
Often the conflicting emotions coincides
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