So This Is What Has Become Of Us.
So this is what has become of us:
You crawling on the cold kitchen floor
heaving your heavy frame, panting-
whimpering and wounded.
And me, sat in the lounge just four
feet away from your slivering form
staring at the Television, lips trembiling
from the sudden death of Auntie Jane
knowing that she will not smile
that splendid smile on screen again.
poem by Not Long Left
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Success of Smile
Smile is not
Love...
Smile is not
Money...
Smile is not
Tea...
Smile is not
Treatrment...
Smile is not
Medicine...
Smile is not
Television...
Smile is not
Hellooo...
Smile is not
Friend...
Smile is not
Rich...
Smile is not
Any thing above all...
But...
All above come with
Your's smile's quickly...
For you...! ! ! ! !
So for...? ? ? ?
Smile making for
Success man...
For live life...
Smile...smile... smile...
Every time...
Everything...
Your life run eazy...
Try...try... do smile...
My smile also for you...((((((((!))))))))
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Your Auntie Grizelda
By diane hilderbrand and jack keller
She knows her mind all right, your auntie grizelda,
She says she knows my kind, she might, maybe so.
Oh, yeah, shes raised you right, your auntie grizelda,
You only know the things she wants you to know.
I know shes having a fit,
She doesnt like me a bit,
No bird of grace ever lit on auntie grizelda.
You cant begrudge her style, your auntie grizelda,
She couldnt budge a smile and do it for free.
So righteous making fudge, your auntie grizelda,
So proper judging others over her tea.
You look just like her you do,
I know by looking at you,
That youve been listening to your auntie grizelda.
[ad lib]
Oh, no, dont look at me like auntie grizelda
It takes much more to be someone of your own.
Youve got to make it free from auntie grizelda
Or just like her youll have to make it alone.
I know shes having a fit,
She doesnt like me a bit,
No bird of grace ever lit on auntie grizelda.
Auntie grizelda, auntie grizelda
song performed by by Monkees
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A Smile To Remember
we had goldfish and they circled around and around
in the bowl on the table near the heavy drapes
covering the picture window and
my mother, always smiling, wanting us all
to be happy, told me, 'be happy Henry!'
and she was right: it's better to be happy if you
can
but my father continued to beat her and me several times a week while
raging inside his 6-foot-two frame because he couldn't
understand what was attacking him from within.
my mother, poor fish,
wanting to be happy, beaten two or three times a
week, telling me to be happy: 'Henry, smile!
why don't you ever smile?'
and then she would smile, to show me how, and it was the
saddest smile I ever saw
one day the goldfish died, all five of them,
they floated on the water, on their sides, their
eyes still open,
and when my father got home he threw them to the cat
there on the kitchen floor and we watched as my mother
smiled
poem by Charles Bukowski
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O, How I Smile!
O, how I smile!
I smile at the morning sun,
I smile when the day is done;
I smile at a cup of tea,
I smile at the old oak tree;
I smile at the summer flower,
I smile at each sudden shower;
I smile at the horned moon,
I smile for poor Lorna Doone;
I smile on early Monday mornings,
I even smile when I'm yawning!
I smile in slow traffic jams,
I smile when I'm eating spam;
I smile when I miss my date,
I smile when the weekend's late;
I smile at the minimum wage,
I smile at the blank white page.
I smile when my hawks aren't fed,
I smile in my empty bed;
I smile at all my enemies,
(Which makes them rather ill at ease) !
I smile at horrid screaming babies,
I'll smile if my dogs get rabies;
I smile if the nights get cold,
I'll smile if I get too old;
I smile if I'm feeling vague,
I'll smile with bubonic plague;
(When I think of someone dear,
I'll smile with a little tear) .
I'll smile when the Furies call,
I'll smile when the cities fall;
I'll smile when all the cards are dealt,
I'll smile when the ice-caps melt;
I'll smile when all the bees have died,
I'll smile when the Earth has fried;
I'll still be smiling, there's no doubt,
Even when the Sun goes out.
But as I smile I'd like to say,
I smile out to sea each day,
Where once the summer wind had ranged,
And then so very quickly changed,
To leave me stranded in this place,
While fixing fast my smiling face.
(CBB Aug 2011)
poem by Colin Breck Boardman
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Smile Smile
Smile is
with out
Word of
Love...
Smile
Is style
Of beauty...
Smile
Is life too
Eazy...
Smile
Is tenson free
Life...
Smile
Is no menson...
Feel free
Smile free...
With out your
And others money...
Loot the lots of hearts
With a smile....
With your own smile...? ? ?
Don't use anothers smile....! ! !
Ok...smile...smile...
Not only yours lips
With your heart to smile....smile...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Aubade
JANE, Jane,
Tall as a crane,
The morning light creaks down again;
Comb your cockscomb-ragged hair,
Jane, Jane, come down the stair.
Each dull blunt wooden stalactite
Of rain creaks, hardened by the light,
Sounding like an overtone
From some lonely world unknown.
But the creaking empty light
Will never harden into sight,
Will never penetrate your brain
With overtones like the blunt rain.
The light would show (if it could harden)
Eternities of kitchen garden,
Cockscomb flowers that none will pluck,
And wooden flowers that 'gin to cluck.
In the kitchen you must light
Flames as staring, red and white,
As carrots or as turnips shining
Where the cold dawn light lies whining.
Cockscomb hair on the cold wind
Hangs limp, turns the milk's weak mind . . .
Jane, Jane,
Tall as a crane,
The morning light creaks down again!
poem by Dame Edith Louisa Sitwell
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Smile-once More
SMILE-ONCE MORE
smile caressing your lips
fondles my body in bliss
smile a glossy smile
to enliven my mind in style
smile a smile to sparkle
to enlighten my soul to dazzle
smile and smile with you
enthrone my spirit with you
smile a lustrous smile
to enrich my route awhile
smile for Heavens to bloom
smile to cast away my gloom
smile as moonlight glance
see my rhythmic dance
smile on my shoulders' wings
Oh! listen, the bird sings
smile when at its best
cast Cupid's arrow on my chest
(i noticed that more people read my poem 'smile'.so i felt smile is more powerful than 'War' which almost went unnoticed.Hence, this poem happened to me)
poem by Prasanna Kumari
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Why smile
If its all over why smile
If its going bed why smile
If we never had a chance why smile
If we cant make it work why smile
If things get tense why smile
If thing get dark why smile
If we cant break through why smile
If theres no way out why smile
Why did M.L.K smile when he knew it was over
Why did Malcom X smile before he got shot
Why did Jay Z smile before he made the song cry
Why did My brother smile at me before saying good bye
Why do Nickey smile at me even thou im the worst ____ ever
Why should I smile
Why smile
poem by Daniel Mason
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Never, Ever
Sitting in my room, staring at the wall, I can't believe it's happening
Once so wonderful, now, life's a twisted kind of reality, a fantasy
Don't know where to begin
Saw your love for me vanish in a single moment of stupidity Nightmare this may be, but it is not a dream, ooh
I want to scream; a broken heart still bleeds
Never ever talk, never ever smile
Knowing that my life won't be the same Never ever touch, never ever feel
I will never hear you call my nameagain
In my dreams I see, see you come to me; a memory of times of old
Waking up, I realize Hell's as cool as ice and the touch of sin did get me in
Nothing burns like the cold
Never ever talk, never ever smile
Knowing that my life won't be the same Never ever touch, never ever feel
I will never hear you call my name
As we sin, so do we suffer
I've fallen from grace, want to turn back time and make it undone
Never ever talk, never ever smile
Knowing that my life won't be the same Never ever touch, never ever feel
I will never hear you call my name Never ever talk, never ever smile
All I see: a future full of fear Never ever touch, never ever feel
I can never whisper in your earI'm sorry
song performed by by Hammerfall
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The Ballade Of The Mistletoe Bough
I am standing under the mistletoe,
And I smile, but no answering smile replies
For her haughty glance bids me plainly know
That not for me is the thing I prize;
Instead, from her coldly scornful eyes,
Indifference looks on my barefaced guile;
She knows, of course, what my act implies—
But look at those lips! Do they hint a smile?
I stand here, eager, and beam and glow,
And she only looks a refined surprise
As clear and crisp and as cold as snow,
And as—Stop! I will never criticise!
I know what her cold glance signifies;
But I’ll stand just here as I am awhile
Till a smile to my pleading look replies—
But look at those lips! Do they hint a smile?
Just look at those lips, now! I claim they show
A spirit unmeet under Christmas skies;
I claim that such lips on such maidens owe
A—something—the custom justifies;
I claim that the mistletoe rule applies
To her as well as the rank and file;
We should meet these things in a cheerful guise—
But look at those lips! Do they hint a smile?
ENVOY
These customs of Christmas may shock the wise,
And mistletoe boughs may be out of style,
And a kiss be a thing that all maids despise—
But look at those lips, do! They hint a smile!
poem by Ellis Parker Butler
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Smile Always!
Smile man, smile! Always smile!
Smile all life and smile in style;
Smiling makes one worriless;
And makes you happy and less tense.
Let your smile be spontaneous;
Smiling keeps body relaxed,
And makes your mind fit and composed;
Smile man, smile! Smile always!
Smile from dawn to until dusk;
That’s one way to beat life’s stress;
Smile to all who come across;
Smile man, smile! Smile always!
Smile and get forever praise;
It will help you pass your days;
You will never feel malaise;
Smile man, smile! Smile always!
Four muscles help you to smile;
Sixty-four help you to frown;
Smile man smile! Smile all days!
Smile man, smile! Smile always!
(5-9-2000)
poem by John Celes
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Pass a smile
I smile when I am shy
I smile when I want to cry
I smile when I am sad
I smile, when I just go mad
I smile when I am envious
I smile when I am very jealous
I smile when I am happy
I smile when I feel shaky
I smile when I am emotional
I also smile when I act abnormal
I smile when I am overloaded
I smile when I miss my beloved
I smile when I think something
I smile when I think just nothing
Do you know why I am smiling? When I smile at you?
Dear friend, I think it’s a very tough question I asked you! !
Never mind whatever be the reason behind my smile,
Dear, just pass me a smile, at least I feel good for a while
poem by Sumita Datta
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The meaning of my smile
I smile
When I am fascinated
I smile
When I am scared
I smile
When I am admired
I smile
When I am dumped
I smile
When I’m hiding something
I smile
When I want to say odd things
I smile
When I’m being bitchy
I smile
When I’m a little bit shy
I smile
When I’m about to get angry
I smile
When I wanted to cry
Guess,
I can’t name it all
For all I know
My smile makes you fall
Now,
Can you define my smile?
14.07.06
poem by Scarlet Red
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Smile, a priceless Valentine Gift
Smile is gentle breeze on parting lips
Smile is not just a quiver but an unfolding flower
Smile is ageless and never loses its beauty
Smile is expression of heart
Smile is a poem expressed without words
Smile is priceless Valentine gift
Nile has its blue and smile always has its love
poem by Kavin Charalan
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A New Dream I Never Had: Revised
When the clock strikes 11: 11 I wish
When the clock strikes 12 I dream
At 1 I’m in love.
At 1 were together
Miles apart and yet together in our dreams
Beyond the highest cloud
Past the sun and the stars itself
In a world all of our own
We hold each other and dance
The beats go fast and slow as her voice goes high and low.
I never want this to end, just to dance forever
Staring straight into those lovely eyes
To have the touch of her soft lips on mine
To have he scent of her hair all around us
And the smile I want to lose myself in
She will never frown because she knows that I might die
But we notice our last moments and must end the night well
As our clocks strikes 6 and the must dream end
I fly back to my home
And she to hers
I don’t worry though
I’ll see her at 10 again
At 10 I’ll be lost in her smile
Wishing for the touch of her soft lips
And forever staring into those lovely eyes
Will I be able to hold her?
Will she dance with me?
We will have no music
Everyone will watch as she holds her hands inside mine
Now at 11: 11 I don’t need to wish
Now at 12 I don’t have to dream
At 1 we’ll be together
But for right now I’ll live in the moment
Because I’m holding her tightly
And never letting go
As she sings her song that plays high and low
The moon is our light
The trees our witness
The grass the dance floor
As I hold her she may not yet know
I am there for her
If she calls for me I will come running
She has not yet learned no matter what
Broken or dying
I will always come back
This is my promise
This is my swear
I shall be her sword and shield
Only if she needs me there
Katie my girl
Katie my sweet
I typed this poem
After dancing off my feet
The dream I had was beyond compare
You were beautiful
And I was there
You only laughed at me once
When I tripped on a leaf
I grimaced only once but I found relief
Because I saw that smile
The only smile that can save a life
It healed my leg and I jumped up back on my feet
And we continued to dance to a very gentle beat
This poem may seem corny
And you’re probably tired of hearing this line
But “honey I love you, if you love me will
You please smile for me”
So I can see your face and you can see mine.
Written: November 7,2009
poem by Ryan Collins
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Elims
Smile is hidden deep in tears
so let the tears flow in path of dreams
it will flood the dry land of fears
and will heal the scars of wounded years
Smile not just to me but to all you can see
spread the wings of hope and fly freely
to the heaven above leave the land of worry
to the thirsty sand pour your tears gently
Your smile gives reasons for tomorrow
to bright the sun and whisper to wind to blow
just smile and wait to fear to frown
to shine the moon and light the stars in glow
Your smile is written in a cold moonlight
your smile is a pearl in a warm seashore sand
your smile is a star in a stormy night
your smile is every beat deep inside my heart
poem by Ocean MisT
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The New Dream I Never Had
When the clock strikes 11: 11 I wish
When the clock strikes 12 I dream
At 1 I’m in love.
At 1 were together
Miles apart and yet together in our dreams
Beyond the highest cloud
Past the sun and the stars itself
In a world all of our own
We hold each other and dance
The beats go fast and slow as her voice goes high and low.
I never want this to end, just to dance forever
Staring straight into those lovely eyes
To have the touch of her soft lips on mine
To have he scent of her hair all around us
And the smile I want to lose myself in
She will never frown because she knows that I might die
But we notice our last moments and must end the night well
As our clocks strikes 6 and the must dream end
I fly back to my home
And she to hers
I don’t worry though
I’ll see her at 10 again
At 10 I’ll be lost in her smile
Wishing for the touch of her soft lips
And forever staring into those lovely eyes
Will I be able to hold her?
Will she dance with me?
We will have no music
Everyone will watch as she holds her hands inside mine
The emotions flicker causing me pain
But as long as I am with her
She shall keep me sane
Now at 11: 11 I don’t need to wish
Now at 12 I don’t have to dream
At 1 we’ll be together
But for right now I’ll live in the moment
Because I’m holding her tightly
And never letting go
As she sings her song that plays high and low
The moon is our light
The trees our witness
The grass the dance floor
As I hold her she may not yet know
I am there for her
If she calls for me I will come running
She has not yet learned no matter what
I will always come back
This is my promise
This is my swear
I shall be her sword and shield
Only if she needs me there
Katie my love
Honey my sweet
I typed this poem
After dancing off my feet
The dream I had was beyond compare
You were beautiful
And I was there
You only laughed at me once
When I tripped on a leaf
I grimaced only once but I found relief
Because I saw that smile
The only smile that can save a life
It healed my leg and I jumped up back on my feet
And we continued to dance to a very gentle beat
This poem may seem corny
And you’re probably tired of hearing this line
But “honey I love you, if you love me will
You please smile for me”
So I can see your smiling face and you can see mine
Written: November 5,2009
poem by Ryan Collins
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Fill The Universe With Smile
Smile
And
Smile,
Against The odds, and
Against your free will.
Smile,
And let it fly by itself;
A smile knows where it flies and where it goes.
Make it happen;
A smile
Is divine,
A chock wave
that crosses
The universe
Half-half
Like two lips
In a full smile.
poem by Atef Ayadi
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Keep On Smiling
keep on smiling
Smile because-
you are here
you are breathing
your heart its beating
your eyes are seeing
your legs are running
your arms are rolling
an your hands are working away
smile because-
life is short
because -
people do actually care
because your missed
smile because-
lips allow you too
smile with color
smile because-
you are proud
because a smile is free
and could make a difference
to everyone.
poem by Noorie Ali
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Skipping!
A little girl was skipping;
As she swung her skipping rope
The neighbors heard her singing
And the song she sang was - Quote:
'Mummy's in the parlour
And she's there with Uncle Fred,
Daddy's in the garage
Says she's doing in his head,
Auntie Jane was crying
Now she's swimming in the pool
And I must keep on skipping
'Til it's time to go to school.'
The neighbors saw her skipping
All along the afternoon,
She skipped a hundred singles
As she sang her little tune:
'Mummy's saying nothing
But she hasn't any clothes,
Uncle Fred is staring
With a chopper through his nose,
Auntie Jane is floating
But her face is turning black
And Daddy's in the garage
With a rope around his neck.'
A little girl was skipping
But there wasn't any sound,
I guess she'll still be skipping
When the sun goes down…
1 April 2008
poem by David Lewis Paget
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