The SMILE

The sunkissed morning sparkles her up on bed,

The cold Californian breeze blows by her hair leaving them frizzy,

Sending her eyesight to some far off lonely island,

and imagining the pirates about to invade the SEA.

The dove perches on her shoulders to whisper the message of GOD,

Jerked off by the realism of her life.

She comes back to her balcony with a SMILE……………….

A Smile ……………………………….

That washes away all the dirty sorrows and pain in her.

A Smile…………………………

So mesmerizing works as a water to the Thirsty Wanderer.

A Smile……………………………

That makes me think of a heavenly goddess,

sitting on a sea so calm to look at…..

with its unending shores.

A Smile…………………………………….

That makes me remember the cold winter evening clouds.

And A Smile………………………….

That makes me a PROUD Daughter…