The smile

why, oh! why do i smile without a reason?
need there a reason for a smile to bloom?
it jumps, it dances, it turns n twists
around the corers of my lips
n whoa! thers a smile as big as any I've seen
that shines on my lips n twinkles in the eyes.
a smile from the inner self, a smile from the divine
a smile that unites my heart n soul as one..........

wel, smile... cos life is beautiful, even thou v do not always acknowledge the fact. as u can c, my poems r eithr very sad or very happy n dats cos dat is wen a poem flows out. its like, wen im all blue, i jus write a poem, anywhere... n anythin i can find to write it on, n then my sadness n glum disappear... im all smilin again. n wen im jumpin wid joy, its time fr a poem again. the beauty of poems is amzing.. they express more than mere words ever can. i may nt b a gud poet or anythin, but i dont care, i write cos i luv to... n i luv wat i write...