I know I've written on this theme earlier. But this one is different. Actually, I was surfing through my drafts and found this short poem. Read it as a riddle and try to figure out whom I'm trying to talk about!
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On their cringed faces, a happy smile they always wear.
Laugh and cry at silly things to make you feel better
Never do they do anything to cause you tear
And always do their best, for your every need, to cater.
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But what if there weren't any fake smiles?
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Would same mirth come flooding down all way
Or would a reservoir of tensions finally break through the bay.
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(About parents who work day and night for us and because we should feel at ease, they always wear that fake smile and hide all tensions )
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Soul Verse
PoezieWinner of C. T. Awards 2017 We all carry an infinity, a vast ocean of limitless consciousness equally vivid and vibrant, iridescent. And so do I. But mine, like that of many others, has been shrouded in the dark, the dark I'm slowly trying to dest...
