...and when we die we die alone I cry, I cry aloneLike a piece of stone I am thrown into the wavy ocean of lifeto atone...to atoneOnly to atone...

My tears of joyhear the raindrops crying,as the rain never wants to pourdown on my cloudy dayswhen I makeour love-dreamsfor the sun to dreamonly for you....(From the poem "Only For You" By Munia Khan)

Love is that indefinable moment of brokenheartedness when you cry and someone weeps with your tears

Fear no more as long as her memory surrounds you like a ghost…cry no more as long as she weeps for you like a willow.

If your tears have lost the ability to hide your pain... why shedding them?

Old soul cries through the tears of a newborn

My body weeps to livewhen you make me believe that someday I will be deadsoul sleepless in graveyard's bed

It’s not really outstanding when you’re standing outOutcry is the only outburst,if you can’t shout

I'll never let you brood over my numbnessAs long as your onion love I peel and cryI'll never let you taste my salty confusionsAs long as your closed-door I latch and sigh - From the poem- Behind