Crying eyes

Have you ever seen the crying eyes

A speechless mouth of moaning size

A body hided by torn cloths

And legs that tremble to advance

Her watery eyes are searching someone

Her mute prayer is trying to awake everyone

Her thin hands are not able to lift the bowl

which she holds and trying it not to fall

Her eyes are moving more than her legs

Her heart speaks more than her mouth when she begs

She does not know why and how she is here

Why she is crying, while others cheer

We are moving, ignoring that she laments

At every temple, every corner, at every moment