I smile through the days and nights,
When the Sun rises slowly through the dark,
And Winds bellow loudly amongst the trees,
The fruits fall over the heads of passengers,
The water that touches feet of the unknown,
I smile through seasons and rains,
The summer makes me dance and shine,
The songs the little caprices play,
Over mountains laden with snow,
And the skies that paint with clouds,
I smile through mysteries and the uncontrollable,
For man rarely has control over them,
The twinkling of stars,
Life on a distant Moon,
Somewhere its day and the other nights,
I smile for smile is what I have,
The little creeks on my cheeks,
The wrinkles of the ages when the Sun wasn’t up,
And I slept for days weren’t kind,
The nights smelt of disappointment,
And I was never hungry,
For I know now what it means to be happy,
A bag full of sunshine and a grain of night,
A drop in the ocean and a flight amongst the planets,
It is everything and nothing at all,
A perfect oxymoron,
Isn’t happiness just a state of mind……………..

This is so beautiful Harsh! Long time no see
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Thank you so much Nawaz. Han yaar really bogged down by work. Ajkal kafi hectic ho rakha office. 😅
Tum kaise?
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Me bhi mast…chal rahi bas internship…kuch kam hua kaam?
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Arey wah. Nhi yaar kaam ab kafi zyada badh gya. Meri shaktiyon ka galat istemal kiya ja rha 😝😝
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Hahaha! Aisa kya kar rahe aapke saath
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Haha bas aise hi kam karne wale ki mar hai 😅
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Awww! Aaap bolo na ki aao itna kaam nahi kar paunga
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Beautiful poem, Kumar…filled with thought and feeling! ❤ Have a great weekend!
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lovely poem Kumar with such beautiful words and happy to hear you’re happy and writing. 👏👏
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