the fallen nests of hopes drained the desires

the tears were not willing to roll
and the eyes were finding it difficult
to contain the flow,
overflow was inevitable
but with no outlet
the river broke it banks
the gushing stream was angry
may be a bit frustrated
no rock was powdered
but a few pebbles got carried away
some trees were uprooted
and the fallen nests of hopes
drained the desires
in the flowing river
who knows where will the seeds
fallen from the tree will sprout
who knows, where will
the evaporated tears evolve into a cloud