Smile and you smile often

Smile, you smile and you smile often And in your smile I find something missing Something deep, something hurtful I try to read your eyes, but fail every time. Never could master the art of reading eyes The swollen eyelids, the saline patches speak volumes And the sense of you in pain disturbs me Yes, [...]

A string of lovely balloons in my hand

      AM sitting beside the  window  with a string of lovely balloons in my hand.  Yellow, Green and Red,Pleasant is the moment.A pleasant tune I hum as the breeze blows. A string of lovely balloons in my hand ….