Cry of the Smile

Cry of The Smile

Blooming through the place that day,

The Smile ,once again, had its way...

The whole day it roamed from face to face,

And now at dusk, It wished to stray from Pace...

Just as it was to take a Nap,

A giggling boy came sat in its Lap.

The puzzled smile was a sight to see,

As it thought, Who is this other "me"?

It asked the boy,

"Who are you Son?

Whilst I was here, who gave you Fun?!"

The boy now laughed and gave a deep sigh,

And the Smile saw Sorrow like the limitless sky...

The boy said softly,"You are a busy one... And at my place, you have never come!

You have better things to do, Than seeing a grave at the age of two!

You surely have more things to do...

And so I made another "You".

The smile had nothing more to say,

As the tear from its eye broke the silence of the day!

-Aakar [20/03/03]