You are the tears in my every happiness
The missing keys to an unknown peace.
That one smile I can’t seem to do without.

Faced with obstacles your memory lifts me
Keeps me strong, unwilling to fail.
It’s just the joys that I cannot face.

These merriments leave a bitter taste,
A reminder of the one I no longer have.
The absent magic in every joy.

On this day of supposed happiness
I imagine your pretty face, smiling.
In a memory I hid away, bottled,

Your missing magical embrace.

– Khushbo
©, 2014.