The Smile

If we clinch away
in sharing our treasures:
Why show eagerness to
spread the misfortunes?
Close your eyes
Focus in your mind,
Ask just once
Does our pain
gets minimized by
this act of sharing
Doesn’t it just make us a
sorrow figure in others’ eyes
Don’t we see that flicker of
pity, several times when
we recite our woeful tale
Is this sharing or a
fall of our own self-respect?
If time is with you,
just sit back,
think of your feelings
as just reminisces
of those yester-years
Haven’t you overcome them
There had been times
when happiness had been
with you, however shortlived.
With all this still
If you can still fake on
A smile, well-lit
How could the situation worsen now?
Smile, fake or not
What difference can it make?
Just smile, because
the world can’t differentiate.