Life had been a muddle, a labyrinth from which I thought I could never get out of; but it was poetry that made me realize that this labyrinth was indeed worthy of being lost in.
Poetry has taught me to find words for my thoughts. The thoughts that I...
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A blessing it is.... To be that smile
To be the cheapest yet treasured gift That strangers exchange as a piece of joy. To be the message from a mother to her toddler, 'I'm the luckiest sunflower as you are my sunshine.' To be the sign That all is tranquil and fine. To be friendship's good luck charm And to the bruisesof heart, to be a soft balm.
To be that trinket, valued more than Tanzanite To be that sapphire crescent, shining for wanderers, in the darkest of nights. To be that note of pride from a father to his child 'You've finally realized my dear, we all do fall to rise.' To be the flower That blooms after every storm. And being just an expression A saga of emotions I've become.
A curse it is.... To be that smile
To be that curtain behind which she lives Whimpering in agony, born from lies To be those hands that shut their ears Keeping away from her dreadful cries. To be the silk snippet Covering her burning wounds The wounds that long for fingertips To fondle them, make'em fall asleep.
I long for that day When she'll finally find a reason And I'll no longer be her ornament But a heartfelt expression. And she'll live with me Not as a stranger, but as a friend When this guise of faces Will come to an end.
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A/n : Tried to personify 'the smile'. Anyways, thank you so much for being here. If you liked it please vote and do comment your thoughts. It'll be my pleasure to hear from you.
