I know I sound pessimistic
But it's true I forgot how to laugh.
I long yearn for those days where
my stomach would pain from
the continuous attacks of laugh.
And I painfully admit this with a cough!

It's legal to yearn for
the good old days as it
brings back smell of happiness!
I love dearly the echoes of the laugh,
that comes back in, remembering me
the meaning of joy..ness.

Poor me! How could I have known
that the curve upwards will
go down in my face.
That effervescent eyes will
turn out to be teary,
That bright sky will turn gloomy.
And I'll forget how to laugh
my heart out slowly.
Yes I long yearn….
I long yearn for those
happy old days dearly!
© Astha Borah