The Lost Smiles Poem by Shashwat Ranjan Meher

Oh! What a time you had,
Your Smile wasn't lookin' bad;
Precious 'ere my memories,
Can't omit the smile at ease.

You 'ere merry in my lap,
Enjoying and moving in my trap;
Remarkable things were fine,
You 'ere sweet like pine.

Escorted by a fine name,
May you gain lots of fame;
Ah! Recalling your Newborn face,
My intellect discharges grace.

The craving is hitting you in a crew,
has destructed till now a few;
Tempting for your simulation,
I've halted myself for a conversation.

The lost smiles had the charm,
Mesmerising even for a dead farm;
Innumerable 'ere those times,
Unable to forget the Lost smiles.