My swollen eyes, My trembling voice, Remind me those, Late night cries, My tears flew, On damp pillows, Reminds me that How much I felt low. Even I also don't know, Why did I weep, Especially for those, Over me, who never believed Some special attachment, Might be there with them, That's why worrying for them, Filled my eyes upto brim. But, now with time, Everything has gone, Those nights, those tears, Went away in smoggy dawn. -Priyam Srivastava #NojotoQuote late night cries