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To Realize August 30, 2018 ~ Thursday They work hard every day to break you So you have nothing left to go back to Only forward
Remember When we first met Darkness like a cloud Suffocating me with a chain. A prisoner With an unknown sentence. You stepped in then, 12:19 // smile. You said "Hello"
Have you ever stood there? In the morning dew watching the rays of gentle gold creep their way along the onyx sky. Listening to the murmur of the leaves
I am constantly bouncing, From one moment to another, Some happy, some not. I am constantly living, From one day to another, Some enjoyable, some not. I am constantly smiling,
Perfume wore brave faces damp with worry. During familiar hugs she cried. Years of cologne waved
That Girl I’m the girl with the sunny side smile The girl with the head thrown back laughing. I’m the girl with the fake identity The girl with the plastered on grin.
You're beauty is like starlight, but more like the spaces in betweenBecause you're so much more than just a pretty faceYou're so much more than the precious pearls you hide behind
Smiling People ask why People aks how But here, in my own words is how I smile Sunshine after a stormy day The smell of grass once the sun comes to play
My eyes are tear-filled My head is spinning My soul feels crippled But the sunshine is coming I take a step into the wilderness of busy streets and bustling lives
It comes out of nowhere Bright smiles Teasing grins Fond pats on the head Muttered words And it rings out Sweet and gaily Bells on the wind Jokes prance around Eyes lit up
Today was different, I didn’t feel like I was drowning In a sea of my own tears. The cold grip of shackles That encompassed me No longer bound me To regret or remorse.
I lie to myself to be good to my self. I'll say: I'm going for a 5 minute walk NOW! ::::: An hour later i return smiling. :::::
The rain, the thunder the dirt and grass beneath my feet The swoosh of my hand as I shoo the fly that interrupts me as I lick the barbecue sauce off my fingers on that sunny Fourth of July
Beautiful girl Why are you crying? Shouldn't beautiful girls Be smiling? Are not happy girls the prettiest?
I smile in hope they will stop staring. I smile in hope that they will see the beauty I see when I look in the mirror. I smile in hope to make someone's day.
What am I underneath it all? I am afraid, of new, of alone, of failure.
In this world of difficultyI was struggling with lifeI was bothered physicallyBut I kept a smile. It took me awhileTo express my problemsBut I didn't forget to smile
Teeth gleaming, always laughing, She's the captain of numerous teams, She has a multitude of friends, Hair always in place, Mascara never running. She walks home alone.
I will smile at everything. Happiness, sadness, seriousness, everything that I can. I can't help but to hide myself. Why do I do such a thing? I find it as a survival tactic for myself.
Its been said that to understandanother ...you must walk a mile in shoes not yoursbut belonging tothe other.......so I thought about the walk, and going the
o1. bandaids for the earth where she’s splitting at the seam and soft butterfly kisses o2. flower crowns for every head turned down, make lonely corners
She gallops toward me. I watch transfixed as her flaxen mane is grabbed By the invisible fingers of the wind. She whinnies with sheer delight at seeing me.
As I'm in the round pen preparing to ride She dances left to right, so I can not get on As if her steps aside gave her the chance to hide I finally got on, and we headed towards the lawn We started moving unrestricted
It Starts With Cherries Everything starts with cherries you see, Those wonderfully sweet things They made a smile appear on your face But it wasn’t just because of their taste