feel's like there is something amiss,
sometimes, it feels so good,
and suddenly,
the faint smile doesn't turn into the fervent laughter,
that i love laughing to my heart's content,
does not help my case,
it just makes me realise how fickle it is,
visiting me at its own convenience,
i know i'm not alone,
but when the smile goes away,
with its aura goes the gaiety...
but contrastingly,
i feel i'm blessed,
compared to the poor, orphaned kids,
dirtying their day away on the streets,
its just a matter of perception,
just plain perception...
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