Let not the tears go waste
In the circle of vicious happenings
The dark path that leads to light
Does not let anyone see them

Tear sheds are for the self
A hint to stoop over
On a straight trail
That desires trivial shift

Their sheds are the blessings
Of the unseen supernatural being
Leading you to a stronger being
Let them act the way

Being the sign of strength
Gesturing the vista
Something that needs a change
Stepping closer to success

Let not the tears be just shed
Let them be feelings so pure
Let them help one lead
Promenade leading to the soul