If there can be crocodile tears,
There exists crocodile smiles
I see them everywhere
I feel them playing on my lips
Everytime I pose for a picture that I don't want to pose for,
I don't want to smile, cannot smile
Because there is nothing to smile for
But we have to smile for a picture right?
All over the world wide Web I see the plastic smiles adorned over pretty the faces
Only the eyes giving out the truth with a dull sheen,
The dead sadness and the extinct happiness
Reflected by that flash in your camera which is there to light up your face
Those smiles that make the world jealous and mean nothing to themselves
Can you just for once zoom in and look into the stillness of my eyes
See the longing and the emptiness,
Devoid of any form of happiness,
Of anything which can genuinely induce a smile in a normal human being
Those eyes of mine are just waiting and waiting for this one missing part in my life,
That hand I would hold with care,
Those lips which would kiss away my invisible tears
Those eyes which would take me to dreamland with one look
That voice which would tingle my insides into bursting fireworks
That person who would stretch the corners of my mouth as far as the west and east of earth
Without any effort that even I wouldn't realise
When I smile
Genuinly
For the first time in years.