LOVED ONES Smile on their face, Happiness carried in case, The moment pain occurs, Tackling is done with grace. The eyes might be in cloud, Still their face is bright and loud, All these are done for that curve, The action of love is known verb. Creator of the perfect delusion, Eyes can't recognise the illusion. Heart is covered with lovely veils, Beats covers the entire feels. Mind may be shattered, Gusto may be scattered. Though the relish gets disappear, The Love of Loved ones always appears.
Our loved ones hide their pain so we can be happy