A LOOK-350
Your Smile
When you smile
I see it,
smell it,
feel every bit of it—
yet fail to express
what stirs within.
The poet in me
falls short of words
to capture the beauty and grace
embedded in it.
When you smile,
stars twinkle in my sky.
The dancing lily
unfolds to embrace
the silver moon,
and the air hums
songs of love and longing.
And in that fleeting curve of your lips, lies the grace and beauty of the whole universe
which no poet can pen
Smruti Ranjan Mohanty©
India
10.7.2025
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