Poetry Blogs (smile)

Upon first glance,

I see a Hollywood smile,

an air of intrigue greets passers by. 

But, when I look into her eyes, 

I see something much different 

than her pursed lips convey. 

Reservation, disappointment,

distrust, trauma, fear...

all pushed down, covered 

with happy highlights

for the world to see. 

Perhaps, it’s simply a reflection

of my insecurities,

but...

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For many years I walked in shame

With my head bowed down not looking anyone in the eyes

Shame for not being good enough

Shame for not being wanted nor loved

I sat in darkness wondering if I would ever be able to find light

Sat there wondering, if I would ever be worthy or enough

Then a voice whispered in my ear, " I am here."

The voice got louder and yelled, " I am here."

T...

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Many days I was in darkness
Many days I cried for help
Seeing no beauty in this world
I forgot what it felt like to smile and not feel pain
A simple act of kindness
Will you come here and slide with me?
A simple question
A simple task
Sliding down the slide made me smile
And feel the love of God

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only poetry

can explain my 

coarsened hands made so unsteady

muffled heart beat - louder, heavy

trusting eyes fallen too quickly 

flaring skin

an impish grin

only poetry

and you

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Gods were smiling day and night
Accidental meetings were not right
Up to tears, they were laughing,
Some of them were just roughing.
We simply gave you a chance,
It’s too early to dance.
There are very little chances
To create your own dances.
Happy meetings are so rare,
Accidentals are not fair.
All your life you can just wait
Believing in your own fate.
It’s a miracle to meet in the ...

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Twice she looked, and smiled 
I said: "Hello"... She replied 
Before she leaves, I said: “see you” 
She became blushed as the bride 

Again, we met after a minute 
I heard her lovely sighs 
I said: "you are....", she said: right” 
Shaking hands by sight 

Purely, she asked to know 
Are you Farag, Are you poet 
I said true.  But again we met 
To inspire me to write

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kerala is peaceful and beautiful 
in all cases and places 
Keralite people are so cheerful 
I can read "welcome" on faces 

The Green Carpet of all guests 
and pure nature to enjoy 
generous people happily smiling 
at any time of any day 

Life in Kerala based on love 
and clear hearts for caring 
I love Kerala more than enough 
I'll come back sure for sharing 

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Some Friends are necessary for life. 
As the air.  As the water and food
Those friends, help us, to survive 
In our hearts running, same as blood 

They offer faithful trusted advice
And always keep the shining smile
Show satisfaction pureily, so nice
Have bounties tool, deeply as Nile

They never get argument to complain
They ever look for the cheerful talk to ...

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You're Welcome

Lovely smiles at early morning, 
Poetic voice says: “Hello” 
Shiny eyes yearning look.
 Asking happily “How are you?” 

When did we met and where! 
Few years ago, may be more 
It was crowded party there 
When she shines out of the door 

We had a table, but no talk 
Merrily smile, she looks shy 
Asked timidly can we walk? 
I shook hands, then walk...

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Just smile, love

For it's a new day.

Bright and warm.

Let it wash away

The stress of yesterday.

Smile, dear one.

Experience the joy

That comes with the evening.

Quiet and pure.

Let the peace fill you.

Smile for there is

No better time to be alive.

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Your smile melts me,

With just a laugh I'm yours.

I see your eyes bright up and it drives me wild,

Releasing the butterflies,

Allowing them to fly with joy.

I said I love you,

As you simply smiled and hugged me.

Don't let go...

I will miss your warmth,

Your way of making me feel safe.

Tell me to stay the night.

Let me fall asleep in your arms,

Let me f...

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Solitaire

I walk alone across a pale beach

at midnight, lit by shaky moonlight

reflected from the black ribs

of disturbed sea-shallows. A sharp breeze

beckons from the dunes; inviting warmth,

with duplicitous intent. My ease is not available

for casual enticement.

No, I seek a place of peaceful aloneness

where sloughing sand is my choice,

and possibilit...

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When you smile,
Minutes lose all of their seriousness,
Suddenly, it starts to run on your cheekbones
As kids who are wearing the cardigans of innocence
And they quit counting the flow of life,
While your lips edges are getting close to your dimples.

When you smile,
-Especially when your eyes come along with that smile-
And when the laughs open it's wings with all of it's prettiness
Words ...

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I'm a wandering ghost
Moving place to place
On a quest
To find my lost smile.

It was lost during a battle
Between happiness and despair
Leaving me with a star
To remember my loss.

In the eyes of others
I'm just an emotionless boy
But behind these stoic eyes
Lies a complex young man.

Struggling to break free
Inside this introvert shell
That I call a home.

I'm a liar
A wreck
A regre...

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May the ink that flows

from the nib of my pen,

forever entertain you.

With words of love;

of life and wonder,

like beams of light

through clouds of thunder.

May the blood that flows

through my hand as it writes,

forever reassure you.

With thoughtful verse

and encouraging rhymes,

to ease you through

your challenging times.

May the emotions that fl...

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A single word;

a phrase or gesture

can trigger a feeling

of wondrous rapture.

To be told that you're worth

more than the drifting sands

that daily slip through

your trembling hands.

To be surrounded

by such appreciative people

makes me want to shout

from the highest steeple.

Words of thanks,

so loud that you all know,

that for you, the ink

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If you've ever seen an ant

go whizzing by

faster than his friends and

with goggles on his eye's,

then without a doubt,

skidding through the plants,

you've met my friend Albert,

The skate-boarding ant.

From the day he was born

he was rushing around

hither and thither,

like a spring unwound.

His mum would despair,

“Albert, please stand still.

You need y...

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