The Smile

By Suryam Mittal

Yesterday I met a Demon on my way back,

He asked me to wish and once fulfilled should serve for him,

Confused and lethargic I asked him to see the thoughts,

Thoughts about me of the girl whom I once adored,

Just tell me Demon if she ever remembers or discusses me,

The love, affection, care and support that were once poured on her by me,

He disappeared asking me to wait for some time,

Till he returns I should not move away from the line,

Hours passed, days passed, passed away some weeks,

Trying to stay strong standing on those trembling numb feet,

The Demon returned looking shocked and disappointed,

Like a fiasco somewhat frightened,

He asked me to leave and go away,

Sobbing and weeping like he got hurt the same way,

He told me never to trust anyone again,

Asking me why I adored her till today,

He saw only darkness in her mind,

When he tried to utter my name for the thoughts to find,

He told you never existed for her,

Whatever you did was just your compassion for her,

She has removed you from her memory,

Like you were an obscurity,

I walked away with a smile on my face guilty free,

Those know the meaning of the smile who for once have felt the same...

By Suryam Mittal