Pretty smiles on a
Face with dimples on the cheeks
Like a red rose blossom
Fresh, lively and a marvel
In awe of the display
I am lost in the moment of marvel
Moments later
Beyond the smiles
Lay a frown
Ensued by pain
One that wore off that pretty smile
And took the spunk out of you
Deep in the eyes
Tears begun to congregate
All in the name of pain
Yet; you painted your face "happy"
You cry silently and within
You, an introvert with much to say
But your words imprisoned by the thought of re-living the moment(s)
Can't let go?
How do you wish to let go….?
Flawless make-up
And or painted faces
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good poem. I like the first stanza and the following Deep in the eyes Tears begun to congregate All in the name of pain Yet; you painted your face happy