He Never Cries (Poem)

Yesterday sharp at noon,laughter bid farewell to him;

Maybe his fatigued face not being liked.

Smile went for vacation along with his heavy suitcase;

Leaving him alone for not having money for 2-way ticket.

Happiness waged fierce  war against him;

Yeah, he sure trespassed their territory, just for progress.

Still he never cries, its just the tears falls from his eye.

He is now one man army in a battlefield;

Against the automatic weapons of foe and with poor strategy.

Its a crisis, but he has got many moves;

Sadly its not game of chess instead quick sand.

Opportunity never forgot to knock at his door;

Though his door was always last to be knocked at.

Still he never cries, its just the tears falls from his eye.

Its true he looks like heretic, moreover, fucked up in head;

That's not real him but the circumstances engulfing him.

He was clever to realize not to pray to god;

As god lives in foreign land and is too stinky to hire translator.

He is a gentleman, but these-days talking too rude;

Coz its simple that he is not in a good mood to talk.

Still he never cries, its just the tears runs down from his eye.

His attitude can't be judged by the melancholy around him;

Its just he wants to do something better in life.
He is trapped in the aftermath of the war with stretched mind;

Too much in head and that too with no significance to fellow peers.

Damn,his genius is suppressed by the situation;

And ends only with deep slumber without lullaby.

Still he never cries, its just the tears runs down from his eye.

Failure accompanies him like a best friend

During departure shakes hand and says "see you soon";

This is not a poem, so there's no rhythm and rhyme;

Only truth excreted through his mind.

Hey! grandmother nature rip off his tear gland,

He doesn't want to panic but to fight back like a true warrior.

Then why he never cries and that tear fall from his eye.
© Eepd'san Trip