Sonnet IV – Love like a tear drop

Just like a tear drop All that we ever do All we really make And man’s achievements Gets wiped off so soon, Vanishes sooner. Love like a tear drop Is just a blot when the wind of time blows. A simple tear drop. Only its trails remain. The big world is small Small like a tear drop. Excerpt from Tito O’tobi’s The Heartbreak Diary by