TEARS A drop of tear said to itself, "my time comes again and I should go, 'cause I cannot now anymore hid". Here it starts the journey of itself, still hesitant to go, It tries to stop at eyelid. But now it knows, there is no backing down, So finding its way through eyelashes, it starts to trickle down. Sliding through darker circles under eyes indicating insomniac nights, It moves ahead from cheeks to dribble down, and make way towards mighty ground. Then continuous flow of tears follow it, sobbing also take the lead and this trail follows for a while, But realising, no one being there to show the red light, tears put a stop by itself for its pride. Again hiding follows, being "normal" cloak put on, And here life goes back again to follow what's going on.