Rivers flow but they tell us no more
Where they come from , where they go,
Tears and Time are much the same
Quietly, Silently, do they flow.

Nothing much do they ever reveal
What lies within, near or ahead,
Joy and Pain, they never surface
Shrouds and Smiles could be instead.

Deceivers they are but malicious not
The intent noble the result uncertain,
Shackled is one thing, ornamented another Both the work of a lowly chain

And, so it is with Tears and Time
Those who know, know nothing at all
Of, changing Times, good and bad
Or when resting tears might really fall.

So bide, as they say, your Time to come
Tarry, be Happy, why be Glum!
Life’s a game, choose your sport
Remember though, it’s never a Zero Sum!

(Ashok Sawhny is a prolific poet who has over 45 poetry books to his credit. He can be reached at ashoksawhny06.poems@gmail.com)

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