Your Eyes and My Wish!

Little Sudeethi who inspired this post

I wish that your eyes savour every hue that nature has,

I wish that your eyes savour every new that future has.

I wish that your eyes ask questions that change the world,

I wish that your eyes bask situations that arrange your world.

I wish that your eyes see beyond the veneer of ordinary,

I wish that your eyes break through the layer of quandary.

I wish that your eyes witness flight of try,

I wish that your eyes witness height of sky.

When you think of…

When you think of dying, think of living for one more day;

For you never know how surprise box is going to unfurl for you in the next day.

When you think of darkness, think of brightness for one more time;

For by only thinking of brightness you can fan out the darkness.

When you think of only tears in your life, think of numerous giggles you have had so far;

For by only remembering those giggles, you will have your lips etched with smiles once again.

When you think of sinking, think of how good a swimmer you are;

For mere thinking of your swimming skills will help you surmount the vortex of your life.

When you think of foliage, think of luscious flowers for once;

For by only thinking of them, you can feel the fragrance of them in your life once again.

When you think nobody around you needs you, just look within;

For by looking within, you will realize how badly you need yourself.

When you think of betrayal in your life, think of innocent eyes of a child;

For in those eyes there are still hope and faith for humanity alive.

So whenever you think that you can’t, think you can for one more time;

For by thinking of can, you will transform tribulations into triumphs.

Your Smile is Magic!

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What does magic do? It transforms! And yes, transform you as well. You very subtly chisel a pensive situation into a positive one. I don’t know why but your ability to touch a soul by your smile feels divine. It makes emotions pure and happiness sure.

When you are near, gloom seems aloof, and grin on others’ lips is only the proof.

Until I experienced your smile, I knew that only brushes can paint but I was wrong your smile paints as well. It paints hope, it paints comfort,  it paints satisfaction and above all it paints life.

Your smile is as wide as sky and very aptly it keeps stars ensconced in it. When I look at you I get the view of a majestic sky that is extensive and deep.

Flowers seem faded and jaded when you beam. Streams seem to scream as if they are telling why clink in your laughter is better than their fall?

But at the same time I know your smile is a mirage, it is not for me for a long time. It is going to disappear when I am going to touch it. But I am happy as long as it is touching me.