Sunday, April 3, 2011

April 2: Smile

This bus never comes late
but I tend to come early
because I like to wait
mingling with the people
wearing my smile disguise
trying so hard  to fool
all the miseries in this life
smile and the world smiles back
smile and be content
smile and say today is better than yesterday
smile and don’t scare people away
nobody wants  your  tears
and sadness to overcast their day
drag all the positive energy in this life
they say the secret lies in believing
that this Dunia will not remain
it comes and goes and what matters is your Deen

yet the inner  voice from deep within
screaming with a silent devilish tone
holding the endless bottle of loneliness
drinking and never getting sober
saying : can we deceive our journey to happiness ?!!
can a fake smile grow love within the heart?!
can it nurture our desert and bring the spring to our cold souls ?!!
I shut my ears from the flowing stream of questions
Smile… shouted !!!
keep the faith in Allah  Subhanahu Wa Ta'ala
and be thankful…You are a believer
The bus saved me for now
I took a seat next to that old lady
My spirit was caught by her motherly eyes
I couldn’t help it but to smile
and she smiled back and in a glimpse
the world tasted different!!!!!……..

Ismail A. Ali
Copyright © 2011

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