Oct 2007
The Tear
of a Woman
a poem
by Amit Parmessur
Copyright © 2007 Amit Parmessur. All rights reserved.
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Aged 24 and won
the Scooptheloot Short Humour contest in November 2003. One of the
regular contributors to The Short Humour Site. Just published 'The Words
I Loved' in Mauritius, which is my first personal anthology. Published
several times in local youth collections. |
The Tear of a Woman
is like a soft bouquet of roses
a very soft bouquet
to be laid on
the table of the heart.
With utter delicacy.
Why should we make a
woman weep?
No.
Allay her fears.
Feed her with the beauty
of patience.
Show her the mirror of perennial
understanding.
Stroke her with heartbeats.
The bouquet and
the roses
shall both dry only if there is
eternal dedication.
Love.
If there is the mood.
And a woman in you too.
Only a woman.
And only the tear of a woman
is the costliest cloud.
Learn to preserve a woman.
Learn to grow with a woman
Learn to let a woman sing.
Learn not to slash a woman.
Travel with a woman’s softness.
And a woman is not like
metallic petals so die at
night to let her
flowers dance out in peace
and
never crush flowers
lest you crush a woman.
Why should we make them weep?
Why?
To weep with them?
The tear of a woman
kills the heart.
Tears.
Women.
The tear of a woman
is like a soft bouquet
of roses
a very soft bouquet of roses
to be laid on
the table of the heart.
No weeping women.
No weeping women.
No weeping.
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