There is a pain in the heart,
The eyes start blinking,
A sea of emotions overswells,
Breaking the bonds that harnessed it for long,
Small pearls roll down the cheek,
Leaving a trail as they grace the ground,
A few others follow suit,
The beautiful face is full of sorrow,
Whose fault is it anyway?
The answer to it maybe none,
For the mystery of human heart,
We fail to understand,
Agony and ecstasy go hand in hand,
It's tears now, smile next.
(Wrote in Lucknow, 27th Jun 1998)