Tears



"Tears"- C. Acharya

I made the Mahal, of Taj,
Also the list, of Schindler.
Made her run,
Towards the dying devdas.
Made the temple, of Konark,
And the jump, saving people.
Made Baji Rout stop, the British,
And also shot with pride.

Creator of poets,
Who make my poems.
I make you strong,
Tears? Let it come.

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