Laughter
Laughter Met her with all her teeth out, Sparkling and shining throughout Often I sit and pounder. About the natural wonder, Coz hardly some one smiled, With so many matters inside, How quickly it turns the hot arguments, Into a table of lighter moments, Slowly I learned her pathetic smile, Steadily after traveling with her for a long time, Which is just a shield, To hide the entire battle field, I could see the laughter Beyond the life shatter I could see the humour Beyond the torturing tumour I could see her pathetic tears Beyond her all round fears, I could smell her mental torture, Being her horrible future, I could see the dying soul Beyond the innocent smile, I could see the miseries, Beyond her multi agonies. Own composition Brinda Cuddalore