A passenger opposite me <br />In the bus looked at me <br />His bare face, a rough feeling worn <br />How may change, with that my own <br /> <br />Looking at him and a small smile by my cheeks <br />Stagnant image sulks and my smile embarrasses <br />His face and mind not having deflected <br />Tells something strange I am confused <br /> <br />Only thing that I have had <br />It was not, that I think very bad <br />One more smile came in my face <br />I could slightly open the lace <br /> <br />A reaction to an action might have not the same <br />A small turn in inner may be the aim <br />When I left the bus and him at my time <br />One thing, looking at me, I saw him <br /> <br />Now I remind what I did <br />And in return he how did <br />Both we have to re- think, if need <br />I'm afraid, who he is <br /> <br />My smile's cheaper, I always give <br />Did he think that I am mad? <br />Or would it be the paradox <br />If the other looked this box<br /><br />Udaya R. Tennakoon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-cheaper-smile/
