I knew, that after sometime
sadness doesn't make sense.
So I went my way, had an ice-cream
and melted the sadness under the sun.
But my friend who had a way with words
said he would go out and make it a point to the world
He moved lot of people to tears.
Now he is famous and all worried
as his tears vaporize
into words in the limelight.
He misses the evenings on the bench
with wetted palms.