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A Prayer For Her Smile

By Sameer Sawant


Yesterday she came to my stay,

A tiring yet an enchanting day.

Her stories carved a mark so deep,

They haunt my mind, they steal my sleep.


My heart bleeds tears she once had cried,

I feel like I must stay by her side.

To love her true, through high and low,

A love so deep that will always grow.


Oh God, I cry this prayer so clear —

Let me be the one to hold her near.

Her smile — the light I long to see,

The only cheer that lives in me.


She spoke of thrill, of life so wide,

Then came the storm she could not hide.

Her pain — it shat ered me in pieces two,

A past so dark, yet faced so true.


I’d punish them who made her break,

But I am tied, for justice’s sake.

Yet if I saw such crime again,

I’d lose all sense, I’d fight through pain.


Impatient, yes — to give her care,

To show her love that’s always there.

Though she keeps her doors within,

My heart blossoms its love I’m in.


These words I wish her ears would hear:

“My eyes await you, always near.”

Her head upon my shoulder lay,

And all my faults were brushed away


I fixed her tilt, so soft, so slow,

Each time she’d slide, she’ll never know,

Kissing her forehead is my only dare,

To show how much I truly care.


They say it’s early, too soon for the time,

But bonds can tinkle without a chime.

As fast as water down the throat,

My love for her — too deep to show.


Her misplaced bones beneath my touch,

A proof of wounds that hurt too much,

I blame myself, I wasn’t there

To guard her soul with all my care.


Oh God of love, please let her know —

She’s perfect, even with her woe.

I want her joy to bloom, take flight,

And see her smile day and night.


Her eyes — they change from hazel to grey,

A mystery in light’s soft play.

The photos that I took — she never knew,

Some things of her I had was her only clue.


Lead me through caves of silent cries,

Let me be strong where her pain lies.

Give her the joy that I could gain,

And let me carry all her pain.


By Sameer Sawant


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