Sat under the dark starlit canopy, <br />Faced up, gazed heaven, rolled tears <br />Through eyes from the broken heart, <br />On his smooth chicks, to kiss the lips <br />So salty in taste <br />A question flanged in mind <br />Will tears ever taste sweet? <br /> <br />Bright moon appeared, uncovered <br />The shawl of eastern cloud, winked like flirt <br />Careless he was, wrapped with own grief shirt <br /> <br />At sudden his eyes followed, heaven’s arrow <br />A broken star were coming unto him, <br />Lost in its half way <br />All at their level best try to hug around girth <br />Why can’t all meteors touch the earth? <br /> <br />Small insects like pods were started singing <br />Ah! I learnt the secret of heaven, <br />Lost he, into the darkness, dancing <br />In search of bright morning <br />Without grief<br /><br />Aftab Alam<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/without-grief/
