Peace hidden in a drop
Is there any peace like
crying
Please cry a little
Don't console
Your consolations
The peace that can be
achieved
Many miles away
Love and hugs
Subtleties learned to
put aside are languages
Don't get me wrong by
saying this
Comforting languages are that bad
Incapable of
understanding mental tenderness
To understand your
comfort
You will cry when you
see me
One tear is enough
In the comfort of that
single drop
The boiling sun will
also be pacified
Your one such word
becomes
The melt boils the ice
drop which should be frozen
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