— Deepak Tiwari
As a stream hurls into a desert so vile,
Brimming the life with beauty’s pile.
To assuage the hearts in woe’s file,
Endow the world with the legacy of Smile.
In xeric nights and sloed days,
Devoid of faith and bliss’ rays,
The love when lost or part far away,
Exude smile with pangs, be gay.
Let revered be light, so as to grope,
True loves, sway spirits from mope.
Hold the passions onto lofty slopes,
To have an ascent with plucky lopes.
Let Truth be ushered in this era of while,
To purge the hearts in depths of Smile.