By Henoga Sanesh Ariyamal
My dried tears become the path for
the new ones travelling down their
way to my cheeks, which now
seems to be stained to make it shine.
My nose turned red,
Tring to hide in all my emotions,
but eventually gave up that
my eyes started to shed pearls one by one.
Pearls started to shed one by one
from my brown eyes, which hid treasure
deep Beneath that now it just wants you be
seen even though no one's looking.
My lips that's now glossy,
can't utter a word as
it's stuck in my voice box
and someone else has the keys.
My honey eyes,stained cheeks,red nose,
and glossy lips can't wait to smile again,
laugh loud that it echos through the mountains high.
The key to my soul is gone,
The key to my happiness is gone,
The key to my smile is gone,
I gave it to u,now its gone.
By Henoga Sanesh Ariyamal
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