Like mighty but least expected waves
they arrive & I am their soulful wind

my never to be forgotten fallen tears

drying on their own becoming a cloud
my cloud silently joining the clouds
of humanity's tears

Maybe each house has a cloud & when we
open the door our cloud escapes!Joins
the real clouds in the sky!

Oh!Every time it rains!Each raindrop
has so many stories to tell!

Some raindrops fall in the sea.Oh!
Maybe the aquatic life can sense
our grief!

Some raindrops fall on the soil.Oh!
All the plants & trees!?Can they also
sense our fallen tears that dried on
their own and then joined the real clouds
in the sky?

Hm... the water we drink is filtered
maybe that's why we can't sense
humanity's tears and feel alone
when we cry but we should
know better...

Or maybe am wrong maybe the clouds
of humanity's tears become the roaring
thunder that scares us when we feel safe
or when we are so focused in what we do
that nothing else exists

Some though enjoy the sound of the thunder
knowing that they are protected from the rain
curl up with a blanket and drink a cup of tea
while reading a book

No forget all that!Tears give me relief moisturize 
my nose that's what their life purpose is.Everybody
cries.Everybody hurts. (from time to time) 

life goes on while we pass by each other

with a smile or with a don't talk to me
right now body language.But my silence feels
different now after I 've written this poem...
how will I feel next time I cry?My tears usually
anger me when they dare to escape from my eyes ...