i get up every day remembering nothing
except the memory of being happy
the joy of seeing a flower
and admiring its beauty.
the happiness of seeing the clouds pass by
and the wonderful feeling when
u taste the first drops of rain.
but now i see the world
with a hole within.
i forgot the meaning of
what the word joy meant
and what it meant
when someone said 'have a nice day'.
the only thing i have now
is my rugs over my body
perhaps used to shield my memories
from evapouraring into the blue sky.
my once animated world has now
tuned into a dump of guilt and sorrow.
then came this girl with a smile on her face
with shiny eyes of innocence
and a heart as pure as honey
she touched my heart
and pressed the flower against my heart.
she smiled and said 'its okay' and she left
a dry smile rushed through my face
and ever since i realised my right
to be happy no matter what is yet to come
i'll always remember her
until the colour of my blood turns blue
for she taught me how to smile
ajith patnaik
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-child-taught-me/
