Smiles Poems - Poems about Smiles

The pavement claims ice cream from little sticky fingers. Cries echo through the air, tugging at the heartstrings of first-time parents. Turned-out pockets disarmed, everyone walks away with a smile~some wide, some forced, and some bewildered....

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Your smiles frozen over, and you stand tall above the water like an iceberg, so tall and elegant in your presentation. But surface-level trickery can’t fool or satiate my scuba diver curiosity. I see through your poorly constructed ruse. I prep my gear, dive deep into your ocean, and discover that underneath the surface-level beauty lies dormant a bummock of cuts and bruises. The true nature of things, the true nature...

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I'm not old fashioned I'm just from a time when everything was better ! Tether me with flowers bring me sunshine everyday ! Do not ruffle up my feathers when I'm doing it my way ! Fasten smiles upon me say, "Go ahead, do it your way !" ...

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My heart sings as I walk on springs, With foothold on the sun, unburned. Your love fills my heart, my soul, My whole being. I swim in love – I fly without wings. Joy clings to my feet, Gratitude fills my mouth. So I sing, I dance in the air, My claps echo with harmony. Happiness knows no rival Since you arrived with your love. Your...

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What makes me smile is a bright sunny day When all of one’s cares are taken away Seeing laden trees covered in green leaves Shimmering in a soothing gentle breeze. I smile when I see a downpour of rain Knowing that the earth’s been refreshed again That crops will grow, flowers will survive too Our world doth become a beautiful view. I smile...

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Ben and Cora Green had seven children, like calendar pages turning; Each one born on a different weekday, like mango sun, forever burning. Zoe was pretty, with big eyes and dimples, while Leah loved dancing, Yet, Bill was sort of a pessimist; like when mystic trouble is glancing. Edward had a zeal for jogging, while Ruth ran many errands...

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In January, the kaboom of fireworks Redefining glitter above us: What if The sky was pink, should purple rain besmirch us Yet, don a cheer for New Year. In February, the appearance of bouquets, cordate chocolates Many secret loves trespassing sticky notes Lovely nothings hang mid-air. In March, the hope of summer springing like anxious fledglings pushed off their perch Rain becomes wet...

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A sudden drizzle gushed along the street, That I wiggled out , romping and playing In my cotton jumpshirt as summer cooled, To allow a downpour of monsoon rain. Swerving through puddles where debris Gathered around little tots' feet, Our lithe bodies slip-skidded, glided On a roller-coaster ride of muddy suds... what fun! Then, I picked dingy...

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Hope is what we feel, Creates our even keel, Hope makes smiles aglow, Here on golden plateau, Source--faith in Our Lord, Wake up blessed, still awed!...

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I fold myself into smiles I don’t feel, like paper carefully hiding the truth, I walk hallways as if I’m not slowly melting into the shadows of silent walls, I nod in conversations as if I’m truly listening, but in reality, I’m just trying to remember what it was like to breathe without apologizing for every breath. The mirror...

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Smiles Real smiles Phony smiles Trick pony smiles Gray stony buck wild Ulterior motive styled Easy to drink like water Cheesy white dreams you slaughter Captured by a whimsical soul’s smile Black and gold stories told by them so loud...

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His mugshot, all smiles confounding prosecutors ~ who’d have him contrite ...

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True lovers everywhere, Romance charms in the air, Smiles from them anywhere, Hearts beat true, debonair, Our love, such froth and bubble, Can ease off any trouble, Lovers' hearts in diverse shades, Ever flower in romance glades....

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In a busy world I don't take for granted simple pleasures Blooms, newly risen in Spring from bulbs planted last year Rummaging through my collection of keepsake treasures. My children saying those three special words I want to hear. I smile when I have the involuntary reaction to give one back to a stranger who has just offered a nod...

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What Makes Me Smile ...

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