Sunday, June 7, 2015

abode of our memories

smile and that smile
will echo through the mountains of pain
and unleash the joys of beasts
smile, cuz that smile can
liberate the burden of thousand Sisyphus(es).
Smile for that smile smiles through the sorrows,
sorrows of joys, sorrows of sorrows. 

as your smile swifts softly through
the gushes of my violent streams of emotions
they become gentle waves caressing my whole existence.
for only then, i bask in the sunshine of my own-self.

the beauty, of everything when seen standing on
the shoulders of your smiles, becomes
million times more beautiful.

engulfed in the trenches of your smile
i can breathe more, that is the irony of my life.