i get up every day remembering nothing
except the memory of being happy
the joy of seeing a flower
and admiring its beauty.
the happiness of seeing the clouds pass by
and the wonderful feeling when
u taste the first drops of rain.
but now i see the world
with a hole within.
i forgot the meaning of
what the word joy meant
and what it meant
when someone said 'have a nice day'.
the only thing i have now
is my rugs over my body
perhaps used to shield my memories
from evapouraring into the blue sky.
my once animated world has now
tuned into a dump of guilt and sorrow.
then came this girl with a smile on her face
with shiny eyes of innocence
and a heart as pure as honey
she touched my heart
and pressed the flower against my heart.
she smiled and said 'its okay' and she left
a dry smile rushed through my face
and ever since i realised my right
to be happy no matter what is yet to come
i'll always remember her
until the colour of my blood turns blue
for she taught me how to smile
amazing i would suggest u don't write what the poem is about instead leave it up to the reader to figure it out other than that your really good
Ajith This is a really beautiful poem. Children teach us so much. Your writing is very good. Karin Anderson
A very touching write...children are nothing but god! They have this supernatural healing powers in their radiant innocent smile and blabbering words...through which they conquer hearts and inspire lives, they breathe fresh air into the dying spirit. thanks for sharing!
You have the pen of a poet, my friend. Life often may beat one down to the point that they forget how to be happy, as with this beggar. There is no stronger cure for such an affliction as the innocent, tender touch of a loving child. Well done. A 10 as I see it. Thanks and best wishes for a happy new year. Richard
innocent smile of a child can redeem a man so much...great write ajith..10+
Very nice poem, yes, we have ample scope even from the children. Smile and many other things.10+++
:) ... n then we think that we should teach the kids.. :) lessons of life r learnt by them only... a good naration..
You are a fine story teller, Ajith - I'm sure all who read this will be moved - and you have the makings of a fine poet too. I don't think you need the explanatory note at the beginning of the piece. Readers like to work things out for themselves and your storyline is very clear. Also in line 9 I think you may have confused the word 'whole' meaning entire or complete with 'hole'. There are some lovely images in the piece too. 'Shiny eyes of innocence', 'A heart as pure as honey' and 'a dry smile rushed through my face'. I look forward to reading more of your work. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice poem..written with feeling.. and a nice way to say adieu.. with last stanza..until blood become blue..she taught you how to smile.. Merry Christmas...