"Watery eyes"

Pleading tears,
helplessly run amuck,
with a forlorn hope
to find a receptacle
in your heart.

They beat the doors
of your heart relentlessly
and pant for breath.
You open the door,
you give that wry smile
and slam it
right in front of their
watery eyes.

They wait...
The waiting continues
and they keep flowing
like an unbroken stream

And,then my burnt skin,
like the thristy sand
soaks them.
They vanish
but they flow
inside with the blood.