Sense
Sense


All it took was a glimpse of smile,
With drizzling drops of tears;
And the heart melted.
Leaving the mind behind;
That still was thinking,
Whether it lost or won.
And believe me,
The Sense was awesome.
Probably because love matured,
From a cocoon to butterfly.
It got its wings,
Flying high in the sky.
And I too got myself,
In the clouds with tears of joy.