UNBIDDEN TEARS

How many wry pages
The book of silence
In volume omnibuses
Will be dried away
In the heat of heart
Rubbing layer by layer
Pages by pages
Wailing for the wisdom
In cacophony of concern

Unbidden tears rolls down
In the stretching of time
Blinded, the dictation
Also has gone to
The unruly hands
Why and what for
The greenery is cut
Stacking shelves, a
Filler in silent gap