Tomorrow's Gift
Believe me, it is far from your enduring charms
That beguile me this or any other day-it warms
My heart to believe that you may have cause to smile
Upon though of me, though we are seperated by many a mile!
It is alteration I find in myself, with you considerate;
Perhaps until now, I failed to consider it
As a factor in favor of a consortium betwixt our souls,
Yet, with time to aid me, my heart furter extols
Virtues, and finds more beauty I had not seen before!
Tomorrow's gift is that there is always more about you, to adore!
Sikerly, I possess more to appreciate about myself, because of you,
And would not have same if it were not so easy to love you,
As I do, indeed, as I have, and as I surely will-
You are a perpetual gift; I owe recompense for same surely still!
Maurice Harris,23 July 2011
poem by Maurice Harris
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Reason says love says
Reason says, “ I will beguile him with the tongue.”; Love says,
“Be silent. I will beguile him with the soul.”
The soul says to the heart, “Go, do not laugh at me and yourself.
What is there that is not his, that I may beguile him
thereby?”
He is not sorrowful and anxious and seeking oblivion that I
may beguile him with wine and a heavy measure.
The arrow of his glance needs not a bow that I should beguile
the shaft of his gaze with a bow.
He is not prisoner of the world, fettered to this world of earth,
that I should beguile him with gold of the kingdom of the world.
He is an angel, though in form he is a man; he is not lustful
that I should beguile him with women.
Angels start away from the house wherein this form is, so how
should I beguile him with such a form and likeness?
He does not take a flock of horses, since he flies on wings; his
food is light, so how should I beguile him with bread?
He is not a merchant and trafficker in the market of the world
that I should beguile him with enchantment of grain and loss.
He is not veiled that I should make myself out sick and utter
sighs, to beguile him with lamentation.
I will bind my head and bow my head, for I have got out of
hand; I will not beguile his compassion with sickness or fluttering.
Hair by hair he sees my crookedness and feigning; what’s
hidden from him that I should beguile him with anything hidden.
He is not a seeker of fame, a prince addicted to poets, that I
should beguile him with verses and lyrics and flowing poetry.
The glory of the unseen form is too great for me to beguile it
with blessing or Paradise.
Shams-e Tabriz, who is his chosen and beloved–perchance I
will beguile him with this same pole of the age.
I will beguile him with the tongue
Reason says, “ I will beguile him with the tongue.”; Love says,
“Be silent. I will beguile him with the soul.”
The soul says to the heart, “Go, do not laugh at me and yourself.
What is there that is not his, that I may beguile him
thereby?”
He is not sorrowful and anxious and seeking oblivion that I
may beguile him with wine and a heavy measure.
The arrow of his glance needs not a bow that I should beguile
the shaft of his gaze with a bow.
He is not prisoner of the world, fettered to this world of earth,
that I should beguile him with gold of the kingdom of the world.
He is an angel, though in form he is a man; he is not lustful
that I should beguile him with women.
Angels start away from the house wherein this form is, so how
should I beguile him with such a form and likeness?
He does not take a flock of horses, since he flies on wings; his
food is light, so how should I beguile him with bread?
He is not a merchant and trafficker in the market of the world
that I should beguile him with enchantment of grain and loss.
He is not veiled that I should make myself out sick and utter
sighs, to beguile him with lamentation.
I will bind my head and bow my head, for I have got out of
hand; I will not beguile his compassion with sickness or fluttering.
Hair by hair he sees my crookedness and feigning; what’s
hidden from him that I should beguile him with anything hidden.
He is not a seeker of fame, a prince addicted to poets, that I
should beguile him with verses and lyrics and flowing poetry.
The glory of the unseen form is too great for me to beguile it
with blessing or Paradise.
Shams-e Tabriz, who is his chosen and beloved–perchance I
will beguile him with this same pole of the age.
A Smile Song
A smile
Removes the sadness from my face
A smile
Warms my heart
A smile
Is so contagious to me
That will make me smile back
At anyone
poem by Aldo Kraas
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You make me smile!
In the darkness of the night,
Your smile is like a candle light,
Makes me feel like am in a first class flight,
And turns me from dark to bright.
When in my dullest moment,
You smile and make me forget,
‘Coz your smile is like an aroma of an unsullied bloom,
It takes away my lament.
Even when in my coldest moment
Your smile is like the warm glow of the morning sun,
It takes away coldness,
Warming each fraction of my heart,
Smile ‘coz you turn me bright,
Smile ‘coz you takes away my lament,
Smile ‘coz you warms my heart,
Smile ‘coz you make me smile.
poem by Emmanuel Kaunda
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My Maggie
She isn't beautiful as Nefertiti was.
And, unlike Helen,
her face will never launch a thousand ships.
No, her beauty is more open, than entrancing
more welcoming, than enthralling,
more giving, than demanding,
more durable, than perfect.
Perfection inspires no passion,
no lust.
Nefertiti over her?
Her, with her woman's body?
Her, with flesh where woman should have flesh?
Her, with fullness where love and longing
would have nought else?
And her face has beauty in it.
The tender beauty in her gaze
that holds and softens and moulds
a better man within me
than the one that she first knew.
And the bold, brave beauty of her crooked smile.
A smile that tells me who she is,
and who she does not care to be.
Her smile may never softly kill a single soul,
but it warms me, softly warms me,
as I hold her spent and gentle body close to mine.
It warms me from within,
so warms me that it has me dream beyond my worth
and aspire beyond my dreams.
poem by Red O'Mara
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Soft Smile
Where are you now soft smile?
You left me all the while
Wandering through a world of hardness and dark
Nowhere for my heart to park
Wherefore art thou soft smile?
Soft smile what light through yonder window breaks?
'Tis the sun and 'soft smile' you are my moon.
I dream endless hours of another moment with you
Every little moment has meaning
Why must I fall for you again n again?
You, who hath no heart but carry a shield
Soft smile you buried your heart but start
Start a new one with me will you?
Soft smile, stay with me a while
Allow me to beguile
Allow me to teach you about tease and denial
I miss you soft smile
I think about you every day
We both know i have spoiled you
We both know how i feel for you
I will go on alone
I will piss and moan
Who is 'soft smile'?
She knows exactly who she is
Because she wanders through her day
Carrying a bag of coins
But more importantly carrying my heart symbolically
Soft Smile I miss you every single day.
Beau Golden
poem by Beau Golden
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To the Most Beautiful Girl That I've Known
To the most beautiful girl that I've known
Whose unconventional charms are so sweet
And whose laugh is the highlight of my day
How I wish I could sweep you off your feet
To the most beautiful girl that I've known
Whose smile brightens my day and warms my heart
And whose energy encapsulates me
Oh, how I miss you when we are apart
To the most beautiful girl that I've known
Who, though I have not known for long at all
Has, somehow made my heart so fond of hers
How very magically I am enthralled
To the most beautiful girl that I've known
I wish I could assemble the right words
To tell you the feelings I have for you
But, dear, if I told you, would it be heard?
To the most beautiful girl that I've known
I am trying to be a better man
For you deserve only the best
Being the best, for you, is in my plans
To the most beautiful girl that I've known
You may never know how I feel for you
I wish I had the courage to tell you
That I've been waiting for a girl like you
((September 27th,2005))
poem by Danny Speicher
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What Real Force...?
What real force
Drives me forth
From morning to night
Enduring this daily plight?
Surely it comes from God
It is divine, shining inside
Also sending out its discrete rays
In fantastic many ways...
It warms in stillness the heart
It enlightens the mind with art
It touches the soul in purity
Reaching blessed eyes infinitely!
(June, 2011)
poem by Maria C. Costa
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Sunshine of Your Smile
Everyday that I wake
something wonderful waits for me
the sunshine of your smile,
that I what I wake to see.
Outside maybe gloomy,
dark clouds may mar the blue,
but then I look around,
and what do I see,
the sunshine of your smile,
that warms the heart of me.
No tears of sorrow,
at what tomorrow might bring,
because your face is lit up,
with the sunshine of your smile.
(12 June 2007)
poem by David Harris
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It Takes One To Know One's Love
It takes one to know one's love!
So enduring,
So lovely;
And, we are who we love on this earth.
It takes one to know one's love!
So enduring,
So lovely;
And, you are what you eat on this earth.
Please, pleased!
So enduring,
So lovely;
And, you will always stay in my heart.
Cloak, oak, soak, croak;
Block, lock, dock, mock, cock, rock!
However, it takes one to know one's love.
So enduring,
So lovely! !
Bock, pock, clock, hock, knock, stock;
But, it takes one to know one's love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Heart to Heart though Far Apart
Inspired by sparkle sent by smile which charms
revealed are sadness, joy - each in each other's arms.
A joy: because one presence warms true heart.
In sadness since two seem too far apart.
Net gain for all: that which both minds disarms
extends, shows neither needs seek other balms.
Ever is the quest for counterpart
Nature's way, uniting yin-yang part,
interweaving warp weft web as palms
are thread together, - those once singed find psalms
responding through emotion's spectrum chart.
Infinities in resonance impart
the light that second sight transmits to all -
those who, once closed, may open, heed shared call.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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What Warms The Heart
What warms the heart
On the coldest of days
A smile will chase
Those chills away
poem by David Kush
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Half An Ass
You're like an earthquake
Oh, you're seperated
You're like a whirlwind
You never say hello
But I like it when you're seperated
Keep it clean
Change the scene
Bad dream and you know where you are
It's only you and I
You look nervous
Well you should be
You're educated
You're always learning
But I like it
When you're educated
Keep it clean
Change the scene
Bad dream and you know where you are
Take a trip
Candy flip
Bad ship and you're sailing away
Hold my hand
Down the way cause I've been so high
Cause it's only you and I
song performed by by Oleander
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Your Smile Everyday
I saw you today, I again saw your smile
Something that remains with me for a while
Your smile comes to me like a morning bliss,
which gives me the joy i dont want to miss
Your smile is so bright,
It lights up my night(sadness)
Your smile is like a flowing river,
which always gives me cosy shivers
A smile that carries a special warmth,
that dries up my tears & ushers charms
Your smile speaks many silent words,
So sweet my ears never heard
O my friend I just wanna say,
Just give me a smile everyday.
poem by Anubhav Sharma
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Optimistic Suicide
Her screams are that of a,
Harmonious disaster,
Caged in a,
Rubberband prison.
Her melancholy intentions,
Lead to a freezer burn.
Shes anxious for an encore,
Shes anxious for her turn.
She's all tripped up,
And her heart's skippin' beats.
She's feelin' this groove,
Yeah she's feelin' the heat.
Rev up that rhythm,
She's gotta have her,
Optimistic Suicide.
Shes wallowing in her pitty,
Shes dabbling in her pride.
It rattles to the bone,
Like a deathly rose.
But that's how suicide goes.
And why, well no one knows.
Maybe she'll go up,
Maybe she'll come down.
Optimistic Suicide,
Calms the hallow sound.
Her intentions do morph,
She's turned from inside out.
Now shes lingering in doubt.
She screams,
'Please let me die,
My optimistic suicide! '
She cries and cries,
Why wait for these lies.
There's no other way,
But to die with a smile.
And her optimistic suicide,
Did certainly beguile.
Now she is dead,
With a smile in her grave.
Beguile suicide did,
But it also did save.
Love
Whilst tracing thy visage I sink in emotion,
For no other damsel so wond'rous I see;
Thy looks are so pleasing, thy charms so amazing,
I think of no other, my true-love, but thee.
With heart-burning rapture I gaze on thy beauty,
And fly like a bird to the boughs of a tree;
Thy looks are so pleasing, thy charms so amazing,
I fancy no other, my true-love, but thee.
Thus oft in the valley I think, and I wonder
Why cannot a maid with her lover agree?
Thy looks are so pleasing, thy charms so amazing,
I pine for no other, my true-love, but thee.
I'd fly from thy frowns with a heart full of sorrow--
Return, pretty damsel, and smile thou on me;
By every endeavor, I'll try thee forever,
And languish until I am fancied by thee.
poem by George Moses Horton
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Caprice
Her mouth is all of roses,
Her eyes are violets;
And round her cheek at hide and seek
Love plays among the roses
That dimple on her cheek.
Her heart is all caprices,
Her will is yea and nay;
And with a smile can she beguile
My heart to the caprices
That dance upon her smile.
Her looks are merely sunshine,
Her tears are only rain;
But if she will I follow still
The flitting way of sunshine
Whatever way she will.
And if she will I love her,
And if she put me by,
Despite her will I follow still.
And will she let me love her?
Ha, ha! I think she will.
poem by Arthur Symons
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In My Dreams, You Are Here
As I sleep serenely, visions of your grace
Dance in my mind, reminding me of the place
You hold in my heart-my wish for all in this world:
To see but a day of the joy that, in me, you've unfurled!
In my dreams, you are here-I encompass you in my arms-
All the while, you beguile me with your charms!
Blessed was I upon the day of our first meeting,
All days since, your heart and mine have been greeting!
Upon awakening I am reminded of our distance,
Solace is begotten though in the form of our love's persistence!
Believe you must, naught would I barter in it's stead,
Exalted am I by what, for us, is ahead!
Matters not whether dreaming or awake,
Fervor is unaltered, as is the path I shall take!
Maurice Harris,25 October 2008
poem by Maurice Harris
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Loving Smile
a sweet smile a wonderful heart beats kind and gentle as her lips turn into a smile soft and serene everythign beautiful shes all that and more a small fire of desire burns in my soul my heart beats gentle its beats erratically she amkes me feel nervous but her smile calms me down time after time time marches forward day into night as night goes back into day a sun rises its warm and its bright it warms my body i love the sparkle of stars as they shine at night they remind me of her looking into her eyes they sparkle so beautiful your so wonderful all of evertythign and anything about you is just great smile forever please.....
poem by Dorian Suchelle
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Smile Of Wonder
u smile u shine the sunshines brighter wen u smile beautifully as such like anything esle wen it rains it pours and id pour my love out to u noew and forever more on the darkest day of the worst time in history things could be bad but to see ur msile even breifly would melt away the darkness the rainclouds go way and the sun come out ur love is like that a warm sunlight that warms my heart wen the dark ness goes away and the light retunrs a rainbow forms but at the end of it all just to be able to see there instead of gold i would choose ur company over any treasure seein u smile and shine makes the darkness deep down in my soul go away cuz ur like a light of ever sweet divinity wen u smile eveything jus seems better
poem by Dorian Suchelle
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