"And yet those tears...."

"And yet those tears...."

As the silvery moonlight descended on her face
bestowed its charm and grace.
It had scattered in plethora,
breached the quiet soulless aura.
An exceptional vividness spread
from vicinity to infinity.
And tears were glittered like pearls
with the moonlight sheen.

Once tears were harboured in pretty feeble eyes,
then they were gushed out
to meet the gravity with special affinity.
Tears were so ingenuous,
they were artless and naive,
they didn't know how to hide.
Alas! tears flowed so gracefully
racing down her face that
they made emotions explicit,
they spoke in their own language.
Those tears were indefatigable
they spilled patiently and incessantly.
Those yearning tears draped her

in the pleasant memories and remembrance.
Those tears were tranquilizer,
mitigated the pain and discomfort,
set the peace of mind and serenity.
They drifted, they trickled, they glided
all over...
Yet, those priceless tears were wasted...worthlessly..!!