How the tears and the smile that constitute the landscape of the face are shaped by you..oh ! Sculptor

The Landscape

Its amazing- how
What gets reflected on my face
Arises in you
This might have amused you.
But what amazes me is-
Nothing can then infuse the landscape or alter it
This might have tickled you
And dont let that hearty laugh wait
For what rises in you
Stays in me.

Poetry by Deeps
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Written on 2013-09-02 at 18:44

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