Treasure Island

Anup Verma

(11th February 1992 / Siliguri)

A Reason To Smile


There are very less, who gives a reason to smile,
May be it is for long, or a little while.
One have to give out a sweet and honest smile,
Just even to make someone smile for a while.

My eyes are in habit of tears,
Still there are moments when it does hears,
A pleasant smile from my heart with eyes full of tears.
Tears are more but no one is there to care,
Because a smile on the face makes it pretty, dear.

Submitted: Thursday, June 19, 2014

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  • Colleen Courtney (6/19/2014 11:34:00 AM)

    It's always mystified me how just a smile from a stranger can sometimes turn a persons whole day around for the better. Enjoyed the read. (Report) Reply

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