Winged
days...

A smile gently opens
the petals of your heart...

She is the one with an open tender arms
who cures every ache in her embrace...

Smile is a short walk before it strays
losing bits of joy each day...

You are the rhythm that pulsates in my body
the blossom of my smile at the wake of day...

Tucked away safely
within a closet...

Emptiness dress the eyes
numbness settle, pain dies...

Truth is a harsh judge
who peels away deceit's mask...

At the touch of morning
a soft tune of gentle breeze...

None knows what fate has in store
whether life will sail on or midway just sink...

Listen to you
fluttering heart...

Softly
as the world sleeps...