Where have all those smiles gone?
That lovely curve of lips,
The bright flash,
When eye meets eye?
The beautiful beam,
That brightens your day?
Behind masks …
And now it no longer matters.
You smile…
And don’t get one in return.
Or so it seems.
And oh, it was so much more easier
Before the mask-age.
Smiles had cost nothing
But many were mingy.
And now we long to reach out,
To connect…
Atleast with a smile.
But that’s not the norm.
The smile behind the mask,
However pretty,
is a wasted one.
We have to relearn to smile.
To smile with our hearts and eyes.
Not a grimace or a grin,
But the scrunched up, crinkly one,
That should unfurl from our hearts
And reach the eyes.
Annie CyriacÂ
Amrita HS
Moolavattom Kottayam
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