Smileys Poems - Poems about Smileys

... Written to my Cousin Madelyn McKay six years ago. She was a poetess here as cancer consumed her body. May my magical and kind cousin ….rest in peace! Maggie . She had sent me an art......

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...I am drawing stars and smileys in your Notebook, while you being away and looking on Justins phone at the back. You forced sam to sit near us, he hesitated because he made me cry yesterday but som......

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...Sam sends smileys, Sheila seeks sobriety; Siberian skies shed sadness! Seven Swallowtails swirl, sunset sets scenic shades: scintillating, stunning, stimulating, sparkling! Sordid sentiment......

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...THE SMILEYS The little tap on the shoulder as my teachers praised, Their expressive eyes, the guiding light, the path shown bright, Their smiles, the rewards for the day's hard work, Suddenly t......

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...Poetry Soup and America, 2019 A country rich in schools and diversity. Many here have esteemed college degrees, Yet, why do Americans communicate by smileys? Worse, we cannot hold a conversatio......

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...You kindle the lamps Little earthen bowls Holding circles of mustard oil Wicks like snouts of desire The sober flame radiating rosy heat Smell of ripened wheat I get my book Under the leave......

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...You kindle the lamps Little earthen bowls Holding circles of mustard oil Wicks like snouts of desire The sober flame radiating rosy heat Smell of ripened wheat I get my book Under the leave......

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...You kindle the lamps Little earthen bowls Holding circles of mustard oil Wicks like snouts of desire The sober flame radiating rosy heat Smell of ripened wheat I get my book Under the leave......

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...-Quiet voices with low decibels are taken with offense. Preconceived notions, spoken words without thought, inserting smileys to disclaim. Invertebrate personas can be seen evaporating from the skin,......

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...I get pretty disillusioned with petty illustrations Expressing lush lifestyle of unattainable wealth tenable to a select few I get pretty flustered with beautiful posters Impersonating as the real......

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...Pollution No shape, no color, no boundries It is not the smog that blankets skylines It is the people who scurry under it We are born in to sin I just wish it came with a shovel We are programm......

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...You—I know not whether you could recall My name and my old, dead words. Forgive me; For my lips are too dry to bring them back, my voice Too hoarse to capture what used to live, my ink Too faint to p......

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...Smileys on colorful balloons give you a good laugh as summer days spent on sand dunes! Debbie, you celebrate your birthday today: never dislike or hate yourself for another wrinkle, instead listen......

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...Life is what , a magical picture frame, Relations are what , attractions of the frame, Memories are what , imprints of those who came, Desires are what , dreams that heart claims, Run is for what......

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...Your words, ohhh your words, they make me feel I am still there I don’t see them coming and I feel like I am nowhere I see you online and and it just brings out my smile I wouldnt miss a chance to......

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