A handsome harness on a human face, <br />A sole trump card to win over a foe, <br />A happy hint to bridge a yawning space, <br />To defrost a drawn face in frozen snow. <br /> <br />Mankind’s privilege, unique, natural, <br />One thing that a child knows—a fruit of whole <br />Of her body, head, heart and all the soul, <br />That child grown a man manages to dull. <br /> <br />A child is born with a pure simple smile <br />That grows up to become a bit man-made— <br />One for each occasion as if from file, <br />Ah a variety of synthetic grade! <br /> <br />And a giver howso generous be, <br />Never is smile a gift nor charity, <br />Like learning it enriches the giver, <br />Richer has duly been the receiver. <br /> <br />There’s none that mightier can’t feel with smile, <br />None so poorer if deprived long of smile, <br />And yet smile’s smile not till given away, <br />A trick, a spade of ace till dealt away! <br /> <br />A fleeting few moments it takes a while <br />To dent tormenting sorrows in a pile, <br />Smile, O man, rid your isolating isle, <br />Have you not seen a child, all-grace-no-guile? <br /> <br />Heavy does grim face wear on human heart, <br />Smile gives happy memories to savour <br />That leaves a lifetime of fragrant flavour, <br />So rid baggage, rid thy heart’s weary wart. <br /> <br />Few would not know the wisdom of this truth. <br />Among those lost of smile along life’s dream, <br />Many may have learnt to live— gay with grim, <br />The sweet truth of life is an aching tooth! <br />____________________________________________________ <br /> - Musings | 05.10.07 |<br /><br />Aniruddha Pathak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/smile-411/
