Cry

Sorrow wreaked havoc inside her,
restless as a furious beast,
banging hard on the walls of her heart.
No longer could she suppress it.
Her heart ached,ached hard.
But a consolation there was, in the pain.
Her nerves taut,blood rushed 
through her nimble fingers and delicate face.

Her beautiful eyes turned glassy.
Resisting to fall and blurring her vision,
her tears waited for the right moment.
Her obscure vision ,not a hindrance
to her crystal clear thoughts.
Her gaze as penetrating as the laser beam.
Without batting an eyelid,she reminisced
the moments of the past ,to no avail.
Breaking the bunds,relentlessly they flowed,
the crystal drops of yesterday's woe.
Stop she dared not those,nor wipe away.
She let them flow,till her heart's relief.
The voice of her sorrow screeching inside
incessant her weeping became.
More stronger each second her memories grew,
and lament she had to..

Her endless tears rolling down,
her lips and nose as red as ever.
The trickling tears and her pillow damp.
Not a word ,could she utter.
So choked ,her throat and nose.
Still cried out she,louder and louder.
Her pretty eyes grew tight,
shrinking,wrinkling and red.
Still stopped not she,her lament.
Cried and cried and cried she did,
till the beast in her had died.
She cried till her eyes hurt
and not a drop she could shed.
Not open or close could she ,her eyes,
swollen by the tears she left behind.
But lighter she felt,for the beast was dead.
What remained,just memories of the golden end.