The Smile....The Snow

(c) Shilpa Sandesh



Her luminesce smile,
Glowing and shimmering,
The beam that enveloped,
Darkness in her heart,
Dismal and somber,
Just like the rocks,
Sheathed with,
The sprinkle so white,
Of the snow around.


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