the backstage of a smiling face.

Written by: fatima khan

   Behind my smiling, gleaming face,	
   Lie depressions unspoken,
   Completely untold and unveiled.


   Behind the felicit mask,
   Stream tears of blood unstoppable.
   The result of pains, unbearable pains.
   And the leftover vague illustrations,
   Of the runaway happiness
   Which too…
   Are only spondant memories.


   Don’t judge a face 
   By the huge smile it stocks
   Because behind the curtains
   Swirl the fogs of grief…
   …Of unemerged, untold unhappiness
   This is the backstage of a smiling face,
   So looking “jolly” face.

                                                          
                                                      
                                                  FATIMA KHAN