i get up every day remembering nothing <br />except the memory of being happy <br />the joy of seeing a flower <br />and admiring its beauty. <br />the happiness of seeing the clouds pass by <br />and the wonderful feeling when <br />u taste the first drops of rain. <br />but now i see the world <br />with a hole within. <br />i forgot the meaning of <br />what the word joy meant <br />and what it meant <br />when someone said 'have a nice day'. <br />the only thing i have now <br />is my rugs over my body <br />perhaps used to shield my memories <br />from evapouraring into the blue sky. <br />my once animated world has now <br />tuned into a dump of guilt and sorrow. <br />then came this girl with a smile on her face <br />with shiny eyes of innocence <br />and a heart as pure as honey <br />she touched my heart <br />and pressed the flower against my heart. <br />she smiled and said 'its okay' and she left <br />a dry smile rushed through my face <br />and ever since i realised my right <br />to be happy no matter what is yet to come <br />i'll always remember her <br />until the colour of my blood turns blue <br />for she taught me how to smile<br /><br />ajith patnaik<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-child-taught-me/
