By Som Bhattacharyya
I have been thinking
Of something to tell you.
We all hold sadness dear, within.
And maybe
Tears are the nectar that shines our eyes with life.
I know you feel a little sad today.
I was feeling too, yesterday.
And then, I thought of you.
I remembered what time taught us—
The arrows that have pierced us
And taught us tears cannot be saved for later use.
I have taken them out
And saved them among books
I no longer read.
So the day I forget you,
I can heal.
And you?