want to smile back

A Poem by chanchal

this is how things goes entering in dilemma of where to head toward...should we stay as we are or move on thinking it as a mere past.

words come tumbling down
when i see you there,
i watch you smile,
i feel things would be sound.
all in placed...all safe.
hopes are notorious,
freaking bulged out of mess.
to call perfectly even rather than odd....
time heals the wound isn't it?
it is i guess...it may be...
i guess its the way it goes,
path are entangled,
mapping the right is a woe.
when i see you smile
i want to smile back
lost thinking would it be as fake
as things were..they shouldn't be.
is it? or should i smile again.
as and when my negative negates from cries
there comes up popping smile of mine:)