And we come to the end of another National Poetry Month. Here is the 30th poem.

I let him cry
he has to know about tears
And…. not all tears are equal
if you look carefully you will see

The tears in the eyes of someone
when they are helpless

The tears when someone is
in utmost physical pain

The tears that just come out
for no reason known to us

The tears that only we
can see and is always inside

The tears that come just because
we don’t know another way to express joy

The tears that come handy
Just enough to blur over vision
when we cannot see the parting of loved ones

The tears that don’t come
because they don’t think
they mean anything to the world we live in..

These are not all…
There is a tear for every occasion

I let him cry so
he can know the difference of
tears…. and live with it… embrace it….

I let him cry so he knows
that even men can cry..
I want him to grow up without shame..
without any shame to shed tears…
Without any shame to cry….

I want him to respect the tears
both his and others…
all tears demand respect

-Vinod-