Behind her smiling face, no one knows her,
She has a sweet and pretty face,
That always glitter as stars in the sky,
Her life is full of experiences,
She faces all miseries and tragedies,
She knows the value of a smile….!
She starts the day with a cherry smile,
But ends the day with burning heart,
Her burning heart is thirsting for relief,
Relief from all, everything that hurts her,
Her smile feels us happiness,
But her mind feels a sadness…!
She never reveals her burning heart,
If she reveals, it will be like a volcano,
She think, a smile costs nothing,
But it gives a relief to all,
Her smile creates happiness around,
Her smile is a sunshine to the sad…!
Life makes her as a solution for every problem,
She smile to everything that hurts her,
She smile to everyone who loves her smile,
Learn from her, how to face life,
With a peaceful lovely smile…,
Heart with full of love and trust…! ! !
Note:
"Life isn't a fate, whatever we have to suffer are the experiences that we got in the training camp of God's own school for the survival of his students."
"Face every problem with a sweet smile. We must understand and remember this in each and every moment of our life…"
Behind her smiling face, no one knows her, She has a sweet and pretty face, That always glitter as stars in the sky, Her life is full of experiences, She faces all miseries and tragedies, She knows the value of a smile….! LIFE is BUT A STAGE....Wonderful gorgeous poem!
You have stated that this wonderful poem was written in your school days. This means that you have immense innate talent. Congratulations. Do write more and share on ph. Thank you.
But, in my experience, this aspect is more true about the lives of women, especially in India. This experience of mine is shared in my poems on PoemHunter (1) she never had a Sunday (2) silence is what I choose
Part 3. Although you have not mentioned specifically in the poem, I take liberty to allude this aspect to it. On the other hand, there are millions who are deprived emotionally. A warm smile, a hug will make world of difference to them. Which they are denied.
Part 2. It is a man's world still, anywhere in the world, even today. And enduring to pull on, to lead a decent life is a man's world is quite something for a woman.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful poem. I do understand how this marvellous piece of poetry escaped my attention for such a long time. You have used "she" for the protagonist in the poem. The experiences of a woman is quite distinct from that of a man.