Blood In My Eyes

(It had been seven years since i last attempted writing a poem in English. This time, i didn't attempt, i just did it. I've all the sympathy in the world with you while go through the lines.)

You thought i had no tears,

But, you know,

my tears are more precious

to me, than my life.

I’d prefer to be dead than

Caught with them.

So, next time, if you get

Those rare appearances

Take those droplets as blood-

Blood of my heart,

Blood of my life,

As blood in my eyes.

(I didn't have further courage...so restricted my maiden one to this length only.)