Behind every smile is hidden pain.
Hiding her tears white snowstorm.
In gloomy time, the rain helps.
She skillfully hides her pain.
Every morning, she thinks,
How to survive her ardent love,
That does not rest night or early in the morning,
And the heart responds as a broken string.
Every morning, she thinks,
How to survive the day, "wearing a smile".
And again on the face of all blossoms spring,
And easy gait of a beautiful stupa on the secret track.
I've been reading all your poems for the last week or so, even though I am not a big poem person. I really like them and think you are doing a great job. Thought I would say hi and give you a follow. Keep up the good work and thanks for sharing!
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Smile also cure to pain.
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