I am a hidden grief; in the tattered form
Of a village girl, living in misery

I am the latent pain; in the womb of mother
From a loved soul; bringing me to life
I am fusion of dove and eagle
Ready to crush my prey
chuckle them in hands of betray
I am a lover’s breeze brushed on cheeks
Embracing silvery lashes of tenderness
In arms of beloved; cheering the whole world
I am the clumsy death, a flying monster
Who smirk at the naked soul of innocent
I am pride worn like ornament on face of
Gallantry Soldiers, the award-winning kiss
I am stich- painted curve on a frown look
Of a married girl , who was heavenly in love
Though caged in cave of patriarchal society
A result of entrapped in wrong relationship
I am glued like a sugary caramel bite
On the face of lovers, for sweet proposals
In the college canteen or on Red Valentine’s

16 thoughts on “Smile

  1. vishalbheeroo January 19, 2019 / 5:04 pm

    This poem is so profound that I ended up reading it with my voice and in decent pitch πŸ™‚

    Liked by 1 person

    • Shayra January 19, 2019 / 5:08 pm

      Thank you for appreciating it ☺. I didn’t expect you as the first reader on my post but glad to see that. Means a lot

      Liked by 1 person

  2. kalyansparks January 20, 2019 / 8:11 pm

    The is superb shayra..really loved the expression..and the way you you gave life to the smile and the way you have woven story in poetic way around it


    • Shayra February 20, 2019 / 10:02 am

      Thank you. Thanks for reading ☺. Glad to see that you liked it.

      Liked by 1 person

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