Laughter Poem by Ajit Das

Laughter



Have you ever noticed
how laughter metamorphoses
in its flight over a face?

Springing from adolescence
it is boisterous, uninhibited,
expressing joy unbound.

Then, on cheeks, thinly lined,
it is measured, self-conscious,
lacks spontaneous outburst.

And, hedged in by deep furrows,
it tries to sound hilarious,
meeting an end sudden, abrupt.

Monday, October 12, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: laughter
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