Kohl lined eyes

Arnab Deka 
Withdrawing
an outward grasp,
Coming backward
to the roots.
Dry tears smudging
the kohl lined eyes.
Silently comes
The moist air
of uncertainty.
The nectar drops.
Onto the earth
To nurture,
A seed of hope.

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