Smile Of A Silent Tear Poem by VaishakSeetharam Dattani

Oh! My sweet little heart, don't stop your beat in this night of dreams,
Let me think of that magical girl that made you stop and beat so many times.
Oh! My sweet little heart, there is nothing more I have to gain in any life,
Give me just a couple of days; in return take from me all remaining six lives.

My Vision is blurred, my memory is weak still I see you as clear as the first time I saw,
You did not smile, neither did I because I never knew that I'll ever fall in love with you?
Hai is what it all had started with, getting high is how we accomplished it.
A petal of weed and a kettle of whisky that was what world were to me, and to you.

The less travelled roads, those speechless words, my love all those bites in our necks,
I remember all this with pain, but when can I see you again? Darling my last breath is not far.
Running in rain, singing together in thunder, we've done a lot many blunders…
Litchi & wonder we called every time we brushed our lips, I wonder, we were wanderers…

Countless times, we've hugged and cried for reasons many, when the whole world smiled,
With problems infinity, we got limitless solutions, there were no strings attached…
The language of matryoshka doll that we decided to speak and that my world tattoo,
Hush! My inseparable companion, I used to whisper - P.S, I love you again and again

This world is huge, but together we've seen just few, I feel that is more than worthwhile,
The travel isn't over, I am about to continue my journey, just waiting for you, we'll fly together…
Oh! My sweet little heart, she's reached the door, wait a couple of hours more please, instead take from me….
…….I am sorry, I am all alone I don't have anything to give in return, only this last wish left.

Magic-Are you the body or are you the soul,,, are you alive or were you dead long ago?
Tears rolled down his cheeks which she licked with love and, that made him smile,
You've become slim; you've become more beautiful… Oho, I am not joking…
Oh! My sweet little heart, you can rest from now, we're going, we're going…

And…it's not his, but her that stopped, as his heart was with her, Oh my God, Please do something,
She softly murmured-I am waiting right next to you, come soon we'll first run in the beach…
A day passed with him reading aloud the notebook they wrote, and as the sun kissed the river,
Her heart that was with him also stopped, as he thought one more joint, I could have died with her…