WAS

It was one day, when glimpses were like beautiful,

things were magical only a smile was enough,

enough to make life feel like life, flowering everywhere,

thought that may be there was nothing to life than a smile,

smile to take away every pain far, far away,

and only were fine days,

hopeful morning-enigmatic day-fresh evenings-romantic nights,

with the promises swearing upon the twinkling stars,

their charm, their mysterious expressions and their design of embroidering the sky,

moon cherishing its glory, its bright face of love stealing all the sights,

the day was good, the day was smooth, the day was with all the flow was fantastic.

that made everything smile and smile and smile!!!

Tears were nothing, just drops of extra liquid coming out of eyes...the unwanted water...

there were tears in the eyes but still smile kept holding on ....eyes were happy...

only showed some tears because there was no moist in life...finally it was also perfected,

cold air flew back, came back, turned back, touched back and leaned back,

upon the life so vigorously seemed attractive and pleasant,

and just blew the hair like the wave of the sea slowly slowly,

dried all the tears away and pushed the mouth to smile,

let eyes blink as many times as it can,

to see the memories, the moments, each and every smiles and tears!

Ah! that was the gifted day, the blissful moment, the hopeful dream,

BUT

Now, the moment only cries out these words,"It was one day when glimpses were like beautiful.............WAS..........the hopeful dream"