Treasure Island

Shashikant Nishant Sharma

(03 September,1988 / Sonepur, Saran, Bihar, India)

Bear a Sweet Smile


Have a wonderful style
Whenever you go for awhile
Have a sweet smile
On your lovely face
Take it as an advice
From your friend ‘Sahil'
Living a happy life
A task uphill
We have to climb
Your sweet smile
Can turn a foe into friend
Enmity will end
Friendship will start
Be wise and smart
Keep rolling the ball of love
Like a lovely dove
With a sweet smile
You can greet all
And greet with smile without fall
Young and old
People of the world
With this very smile
In a short while
You can change a man's life
Nullify strife
Cover journey of mile
With your sweet smile

Submitted: Monday, June 04, 2012
Edited: Monday, June 04, 2012
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