V. RANJANI VEERA,
My heart weeps in places
Where my eyes cannot reach,
Silent sobs echo in the corners of my soul.
Pain that blooms inward, where no tear can fall.
The heart breaks softly behind a steady face.
A sorrow too deep to touch the surface.
My smile is thin near my sorrow
A quiet cry you never hear,
The hurt is real, the pain sincere
Yet my eyes remain cold and clear.
A hidden cry that reappears,
Whispering grief without the tears.
V. RANJANI VEERA,
M.A., B.Ed.,
GRADUATE TEACHER (English )
PONDICHERRY District,
INDIA.
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