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

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