"As a child, this slave smiled, a smile of his own.
As he grew, the world did ruin, the smile that was his own,
and made him feign a smile, that was truly worn."
So thought the slave in forlorn.
and made him feign a smile, that was truly worn."
So thought the slave in forlorn.
Knowing that his smile is a fake,
laughing as if there is nothing at stake...
His Merciful Master decided to awake, the sleeping snake!
And gave a huge blow...'O this slave couldn't take!'
"Not the world but you, who ruin, the smile of your own"
Said the Master, whose sole work is to shatter!
When the words first appeared,
even the faintest smile he had disappeared,
and, on his face, tears smeared...
When the words first appeared,
even the faintest smile he had disappeared,
and, on his face, tears smeared...
In utter anger, cried the slave, "O Master, that's weird!"
But, as the Master's words seeped in,
and mercilessly exploded within...
an uproarious laughter did begin!
In utter joy, cried the slave, "Dear Master, You always win!"
Now, and forever...
The remains of that havoc will just remain,
as a smile of His own, O what a gain!
6 reflections:
Excellently written.The fake smile has yielded place rightly to a cognizant smile
#KParthasarathi
True sir...from innocence to wisdom :-)
Tnks a lot for the read. Am glad u liked it!
Shree Rama Jayam!!!
WHAT BEGINS IN A CHILD AS INNOCENT JOY GROWS IN WISDOM TO ETERNAL JOY.....
Beautiful one Mani!
#nikgee
Very true, sir...thanks a lot for sharing ur insights. Am glad to see u again :-)
#Whirlwind
Thank you Swetha. Thank you for your constant support and encouragement
:-)
It's a good one Mani.
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