My Lip Gloss Smile

I'd cry a thousand cries,
And you wouldn't know,
I'd laugh a thousand laughs,
And you wouldn't know,
Not that you don't look,
You look, but you don't see,
And I can put up,
My best show,
My glittering lip gloss smile,
My perfect shiny eyes,
And my looks would betray,
the feelings of my heart,
Because, for anyone who,
Looks but doesn't see,
Hears but doesn't listen,
All I can share is,
My lip gloss smile!

To You, With Love And Respect, Me.

That smile of yours sweeps my feet away,
Your hug, like an assurance of being safe,
Your eyes that hold so much love,
Are like diamonds shining bright,
The way you walk,
Feels like a definition of grace,
The way you talk,
Feels like a melody so sweet,
No matter, how much I try,
Thankyou won't ever be enough,
For, everything you do is way too special,
And talk about paybacks?
That is'nt even possible!




This is a dedication to a person, who is generous, gracious and kind, who I love and admire and respect ALOT, who has a HUGE importance in my life. And As I have said.. Thankyou will never be enough. Today was special, Alhumdulillah!

Of Emotions that are shown and that are hidden...

Those green eyes, Those green eyes with so many emotions..
Emotions running like colors thrown across the canvas
And colors... Ah those colors! Those dull and dark and mysterious colors
And the face.. The face told another story
The face was as happy as anything!
The face was cheerful and joyous as ever...
Oh and the heart... The heart was long gone...
Just vanished into thin air...

Story of pain, misery, grieve and then a smile.

She stood before the mirror. Her face, pale. Her color, yellow. Eyes, sunken in the sockets. She was so lost that it took a few moments to realize it was her in the mirror. She had become scary. She touched her face and then touched the mirror. Taking a deep breath in, she accepted the ugly reality, it was her. Loneliness whispered in her ears. Sadness stood beside her.

All alone, she was there, thinking why was she left all alone. Why did she had to face all of this, why was fate so brutal. She stood there. Her life ran through her mind. She wanted to cry. She wanted to shout. She wanted to do something. But she couldn’t. She just couldn’t shout. It felt like every emotion was stuck inside, deep inside. So deep she couldn’t take it out. She thought it was now a part of her. Enriched deep inside her soul.

Next moment, she couldn’t breath. She stood up and tried to open the window. Fresh air came in. sunlight came with it. A realization hit. She had’nt seen sunlight since a long time. She stood before the window taking deep breaths in. She put her hands in her hair. They were the only thing left in her body that was still beautiful. Thick, brown, shiny beautiful hair. Sun light made them look even more beautiful. She looked at her hair and smiled. That was her first smile after a long time. It felt like years that she had’nt used this expression. She felt good. She stood there and thought, is it necessary for the world around me to be okay so that I feel good? Or am I enough for myself to make me feel good? When fate is’nt that brutal, why am I making it seem so brutal? If I can smile now, I can do anything.

Those were the last moments of her misery, sadness, grieve. She had realized she was important too.





Inspired by a writer, I attempted this, hope you'll like it. The place where I took inspiration  from is
THIS. She is an amazing writer!