A smile was always present on her face ,
She was living her life on her own pace ,
She knew how to handle herself,
And never required any help .
She believed that a chocolate makes everything fine .
She had a kiddish brain,
But she knew how to shine .
Nobody around her was ever sad ,
Despite anything bad.
She used to laugh at every single thing .
Without even thinking of the timings .
Her life was perfect in the eyes of other,
For them she was a happy feather,
Attached with the wings of dreams ,
Away from the negative beams .
Diamonds were her cost ,
Beautiful she was.
She was always there for everybody when they needed her ,
Despite the hole in her own feather.
But whenever she turned back ,
All she could see was dust and sand .
All this was not very good for her ,
The difference between them and her.
She still chose to smile everytime,
And ate her chocolate to make things fine .
Spreading happiness was her favourite thing ,
Her presence made the season change to spring.
Happiness everywhere ,
No sad faces anywhere.
She always had a diary in her hand,
Along with a pen and a band ,
She never let anybody touch these things ,
They were more precious to her than anything.
But one day she left her diary on her table ,
Her friend open it then ,
To know all the secrets of being stable .
The diary opened with a picture of her with someone like her .
She never talked about her
as if the connections were over.
There were a number of things written on the next few pages,
In different languages.
A lot many things were drawn ,
And a few pages were torn.
But the last page was little clear,
It was probably one page she couldn’t tear .
A poem was written there in her handwriting.
Which her friend began reading.
‘ They say I am a beautiful person,
They say I am there sun,
They say I am the best person alive,
Still when I look back I find myself away from every life.
They say they’ll be with me forever,
But I don’t know why forever ends this soon and lasts never.
You said that a chocolate makes everything fine ,
But I don’t know why it isn’t working this time .
Why don’t I feel better ?
Till when will I wear this sadness sweater ?
But why am I even asking you this ?
You hid so much from me ,
You left me as well ,
In the world who doesn’t treat me well.
But I did even worse,
I left you at your worst ,
To see me shine ,
You drank the bad wine ,
You lied to me that you were doing fine ,
And when I came back ,
I couldn’t even see you dying.
You closed your eyes before I could reach you ,
And within seconds my life turned black from blue.
But you know the worst part you did not even let me cry ,
You left me a chocolate ,
A card and your diary but you forgot saying good bye .
The card is still with me .
And I am writing all this in your diary ,
It reminds me of you ,
And I always feel that everything I write in this will directly reach you .
I miss you a lot ,
You were the only one I had ,
Here people treat me bad .
But I want you to know that I am keeping the promise I made .
No matter how heavy is the weight,
My heart still wishes to see you someday ,
And dies to feel your ray “
There was also a card attached in the same page ,
Things written on it was with different handwriting,
“Forgive me for hiding everything ,
But I never wanted to see you getting weak because of anything ,
Believe me it was hard for me too ,
As I always loved you ,
We’ll now meet in the heaven or in my next birth ,
But till then you’ve to stay safe on earth ,
I am sure you’ll be fine ,
And even if you’re not the chocolates will help you survive ,
You need to know that I can’t see you sad ,
So don’t let this affect you in a bad way ,
Promise me that your smile will never fade ,
No matter how bad is the phase ,
Promise me you’ll smile every time you’re not happy ,
And laugh every time you want to cry ,
I know its difficult but I also know you’ll try .”
And in the corner there was a smilely sticked with a glue ,
In which It was written ‘mamma loves you’.
All this was hard to believe ,
How she lost her only leaf .
How a girl who smiled everyday ,
Who laughed at every day
Was never actually happy ,
How a smile had a completely opposite story .
The next day she entered with a usual smile on her face ,And started with her hobby of spreading the rays ,
She then saw a gift lying on her table ,
Without any label ,
It was a picture of her mother ,
With a paper saying ” Sometimes rain also brings good weather ”
This brought tears in her eyes ,
And when finally a tear dropped ,
Everybody could see that how happy she was ,
And also how that how beautifully she fought.