When I smile
Everybody thinks
I am happy
When I cry
...
When hope starts dying
Sadness arrives
Confidence nosedives
One feels weak and tired
...
The devil inside me
Instigates me
Motivates me
Ridicules me
...
If you think
By going away far away
From my eyes
You will descend down
...
From darkness
You came
To darkness
You shall go
...
It is divine gift
Of god
As pure as the
Heart of a new born
...
My face
Twitches in agony
My mind puzzled
I do not know
...
Penetrated
Deep in my heart
Her soft voice
Sounded
...
She was
My class fellow
Her soft manners
Simple but neat dress
...