"WHEN I DROP MY EYELASHES"

When I drop my languorous eyelashes,

And darken the world inside my eyes,
My vision then crawls to a more darker place,

Where I come upon memories that make me blithe and glum.....

The happiest of memories are those,

Shared with friends, family and elders,

Saddest become the sweetest of memories,

When I am alone and  miss them all.....

The same reason that made me smile,

Now paves the path for tears to roll down my eyes.

Few minutes I smile cherishing my past,

Still the glassy eyelashes get a bit damped!!

Don't know why??When the saddest of memories,

Taunt and prick my flabby heart,

The lips wear on a genial smile,

And take the stinging teardrops in....

All done, when I open my vexed eyes,

And mop the crying eyelashes to make them smile,

Finally, When I surrender myself to sleep,

"The final two teardrops make their way out...."

                                                             __ABHISHEK RATH.