Palas Kumar Ray

(India)

Smile!


We do not text to each other these days
but yesterday my old friend texted
'Smile is address of life.
smile is a way to get success
smile is to win the hearts
smile improves your personality
so, smile always.'

This time I smiled for a reason
different altogether.
I told to myself
This text might have come
to a wrong address, by mistake.

Or she is forgetting now
how hard once I smiled
but address of life
was not found
neither success nor the heart.

Little bit of personality improved
only when I could learn
how to hide smiles.

I also told to myself
Unintended messages
need not be replied.

I will talk to her instead.





© Palas Kumar Ray.All rights reserved.

Submitted: Thursday, March 27, 2014
Edited: Saturday, June 07, 2014

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