Rishit Desai - Teardrops from Heaven

In adversity and for pity
I can see her drops appear;

But why use them for deceit
to draw me away from a peer.

When do I or do I not grieve?
When do I or do I not fear?

If they are those of sudden joy,
I would love to share them with a cheer.

The crying of a girl is her blessing;
One that she never forgets to keep near.

O Lord, I ask thee why this unfair bias?
Not all, but with a tragedy at least gift the man a tear.

Rishit Desai

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