Its Easy To Be Kind Poem by sreelekha premjit

it cost them nothing
to put on that smile
stretch that hand
look into those eyes

it meant oh! so little
to make that call
pat his back
walk down a little
sit down by his side


it did take a little more effort
to sip cold tea
bite into those moss-ridden
insipid biscuts of yester years
to mumble that kind thank word
to look behind as they walked ahead

it meant a lot to him
though not meant for him
the smile that strayed past
the look that accidentally met his
the half- hearted 'thank you so much'

he could now live on
for thoughtless love does make a lot of sense.
he who lived for none
found a hope to live for someone.