whenever i look at her ,
her eyes speaks and lips smile ...
but the corner of her eyes filled with tears ...yet her lips still smile ...
she sit still beside me ...being silent...
never try to hold my hand ...
she sit and watch me with curiosity ...like m a flower and she is soothing her eyes by having a view ...
then i look back to her ...
i tried to ask how she is doing ....
but i swallow all the words in my mouth...
may be i know she is not ok ....
her pain will never go by sharing ...
those tears will drop out of her eyes ...
her smile will vanish...
so i prefer to sit silently beside her ...
to feel the pain she is holding....
her look told me that ....life is tough , it has suffering....
it will make you alone by being around with your people...
there will be no one to hold ...to hold your hand ....
but I'm there to hold her hand ....
but she doesn't want to let me hold ...
her independence...her sufferings are her's...they never gonna be mine...
she sobs silently...then she laughed....
and whispers ...hum ...hum ...hum...
life goes on ....!!
© poetry with ak