Smile

It’s fate, that decides you to gather,

But it’s me, that brings you together.

I am the warmth, that touches your heart,

I ease the pain, when you are hurt.

It’s not the burden, that you are forced to bear,

But it’s me, that comes in price of tear.

I am the power, bright and gentle, like the rising sun,

I am the truth, not the form of a delusion.

It’s pain, that your wrath brings to other,

But it’s me, that melt your soul with tear.

I am neither the death of lives, nor lives of deaths,

I am untouched, by the sin over five sheaths.

It’s cry, that first proves your existence,

But it’s me, that values other’s presence.

I am neither the fear, nor the power to bend,

I am Smile, what matters most till the end.