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Best Poems Written by Jennifer Smith

Below are the all-time best Jennifer Smith poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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Ugly and Cheap

i may just have an ugly face.
i also maybe cheap
but i have made many "a man race"
as beauty is only skin deep.

i may not be as pretty as a picture
but i have often made a choice
and i may not be any richer
but there is love in my voice.

i may not have lovely clothes
but i can make love to you
and i may not be beautiful as a rose
but i know when love is true.

i may not have a beautiful body
but it is still kept on view
and i may not be small and often in the nuddy
but my affections are on cue

so if you rate your love on looks alone
i think I'll just leave and tarry
because you heart is colder than stone
your the type for me not to marry.

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Stand Up For Yourself

so whats all the fuss about?
all the shouting and screaming
no more hard luck stories to tout
no more back stabbing scheming

just stand up to all and sundry
what do you think this is beggers week
it's just not like it used to be
so stand proud no room for the meek

you have to fight for what is yours
fight until the nasty bitter end
if you don't into your pride it bores
stand with pride your heart will mend

but it's a crying shame!
not to follow advice
for i am exactly the same
worse it's not my only vice.

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My Ocean of Tears

puddles,ripples,splish,splash!
here are my feelings wallop,bang,crash
these are the sounds of my tears
oh!dad so many by gone years.

oceans,lakes,fields of water
so much love will never falter
there goe's my heart bending and reeling
tear drops,drip out my feelings!

hold me!shake me,shove me awake
oh!dad your gone, i'll cry you a lake
droplets of tears upon my face
splashes of tears,resembling lace

i would travel all oceans
through these fields of emotions
to bring you on home
so my mothers no longer alone

i've cried you a river of tears
oh!to go back to bygone years
but you will not come back
for me to have dad and mum to have jack!

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Rat and Pig Or You and Me

you've heard me speak of zodiacs
your face is giving weird looks
with me staring right on back
so i started to read in one of my books

it's one of the books with signs in chinese
"so surprising" not what you'd expect
so i'm breaking you in with a tender ease
but with total honesty and respect

now i'll proberbly be causing myself alot of strife
but it says your a typical pig
no honest on my mundane life
not only that but it's written quite big

well i thought that sounded quite bad
my sign said i'm worse than that
when i turnt over the page and how sad
i ended up being a bloody rat!!!!

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Devils Gate

come around to my house
i have a story to tell
do come to my house
it's a gate so close to hell

little demons come to tea
to have butter and crumpets
they come to visit me
and blow their glowing trumpets

hobbits in green hats
goblins in blue
plus big purple rats
and hobgoblins too!!

come around to my house
we have a gift especially for you
oh!!please come to my house
your friends can come too!

the only thing you have to bring
is a furry pink mole!!
the only thing you'll have to bring
is a decent healthy soul!

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My Daughters Just Like Me

i knew you loved her
i could see it in your eyes
your wife sometimes called her fleur
sleeping where she often lies

i saw the way you touched her hair
and you laughed when she learn't to walk
you hoped that she would'nt have a care
and how delighted you were when she began to talk

and when she would stay with you
i'd have no worries not at all
i knew that love,thats oh!so true
not a man i know could walk so tall

boy if she could see you now
she would still feel the same
to feel such a heady love and how
it all seems such a shame

but i still have my memory
it will be totally honest and true
and caring as bygone hereditary
i'll be upfront and ernest about you

you were the grandad she never had
and she loves you still
but you were special your my dad
and i love you and always will.

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When Love Sinks

in the years of growing up
i think that i've grown down
i learnt to pay attention(sit up)
i also learnt how to frown

in happiness, i smile and grin
shaking and crying, not sad
where doe's it start or sadness begin
whats in good that turns out so bad

love is all sweetness and light
and the world is rose coloured pink
until the arguements and the fights
things you loved now suddenly stink

your unsinkable world so hurt tight
is suddenly started to get wet
run for the love boat your in for a fright
your not on that dry land yet

so i've learnt all about happy and sad
i've have lots of love and pain
i've also learnt the good and bad
just suppose i start all over again.

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You

ever glowing colours
          float around my head
did i hear the colours
          or was it something you said?
your eyes are the windows
that help me to see into your heart!
your hands are my senses
that help me to feel
your mouth is a door
that led me on through
your hair is the sunrise
that i awaken to
your voice is my conscious
that calls out to me
your skin is the colour of
the way you treat me
your body is my cover
that keeps me warm
your arms are my shield
that keeps me from harm.

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Me

locked inside my name?
where am i ?
i used to be me
now i'm her or she
pauls missus
kids mum
jacks daughter
mum's baby
where am i?
her,she,who me?
pats her lodger
shes the one,she made up stories about her hubby

he left her you know!
but all her men leave
she lets her kids dress like tramps
she never keeps her home clean
did you know shes ginas aunt?

on her grave stone, it will say
hello it's her she who me?
sharons mate 
lynns sister
roses niece
but who is she?

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Help Wanted Apply Within

why are things not the way they seem
cut wrists not seen as a silent scream
and crying is seen as crocodile tears
not the emerging of your inner most fears

the pain in your head caused by tension
and pills being popped for attention
how many doors need to slam?
before you realise they don't give a damn!!

how many times we try to please
so we can feel at total ease
and many times we stop to look
at broken hearts and the time it took

what started as a tiny tiff
nasty words come fast and swift
and how many lives will it take
to part true love with the fake

why do the good always die young
when only half their time is done
sitting at night all alone
no-one To talk to on the phone

other people sit alone with their strife
praying for someone to sort out their life
sitting alone they slash their wrist
add another suicide to the list.