Smile Poems Short Novels & Stories

He just looked at me like I had said him to jump off the cliff. "Haan???" Stunned he asked again. "Smile.It will relax your muscles.Will erase the huge crease between your eyebrows.Just smile" "I can't" he said fiddling with his fingers on his lap. "Oh comeon.Its so easy just look at me" I made a huge smily face "This" then made a goofy grin "This" Then I put my fingers on both corners of mouth stretching them. His mouth slightly twitched upwards. Omg !! Two big events are going to happen

The sound slipped through the cracks of the cabinet—soft, steady, untouched by urgency—and something in my chest gave way. My hands dropped from my ears. The trembling softened. Air came back in, less violently. $$$ “Beaches Left to Find” By Sirens Remember to smile, there are still beaches left to find, roads that don’t end, maps we haven’t tried. The world is wide, even when the night feels too long, and your smile is the light that tells me where I belong. There are places waiting, hidden just beyond the fear, and every time you smile, I know the way is clear.

“If happiness was a grain of sand, you have given me a beach. If hope was a drop, you have given me the ocean. If love was a star, you have given me the universe. Thank you.” “Just one smile from you can make my day. So always smile please because not smiling tends to have the reverse effect.” “The sun shines brighter, the birds seem happier, the stars appear shinier, in fact, the world seems a better place, when you smile!” Crystalbella, who was just about to get to Leonardo's position, paused as she heard several dings in her phone. She takes it out of her purse to realize it was several messages from Leonardo DiCaprio.

About the two seconds before the smile. And what those two seconds had looked like. Nothing like a friend.

--- After class, I went with Lily and the others. We sat in a small café. It was warm inside. The smell of coffee filled the air. People were laughing. Talking. Sharing stories. At first, I just listened. But slowly… I started to talk too. Small things. Simple things. And I found myself smiling. A real smile. For the first time in days. “You should smile more,” Lily said. “You look different.” “Different how?” I asked. “Lighter,” she said. I paused. Lighter.

More than that, he’s smiling. It’s nothing elaborate. It’s small. A Vincent smile. I take it.

I said. That made her laugh. It was a beautiful laugh. It was not a laugh. The sound of her laugh made me happy. It made me feel good. I would do anything to hear her laugh again. I looked at her stomach. She caught me looking. "Don’t look at me like that " she said. I smiled. "What are you talking about?" I said. "You are smiling " she said. "I do smile " I said. "No you smirk " she said. "Smiling is different " she said.

I couldn't help but laugh at his words. "You look more beautiful when you smile." He said with a witty smile. "Ahha, correction. I didn't smile. I laughed." I corrected him. "Ah, yeah. But still, when you laugh it seems like a falling cherry blossom flower." He said dramatically. "Haw, but it's a bit cheesy." I liked talking to him. He's kind of cute. "But I'm impressed." I flashed a smile at him and he acted like dying holding his heart. "Oh, Jesus. You will kill me with your killer smile, Missy." I shook my head smiling.

She immediately wrote a poem that touched her heart. Again Raisa wrote a poem entitled Smiling in Sacrifice. In silence she stood firm, Behind the smile that is always beautifully engraved, There are countless sacrifices, Sincere love, never subsides. Morning came with new hope, He woke up early, preparing everything. From the kitchen to the yard, Her hands never stopped working. Every day she struggles, fulfilling her role without complaint. Being a mother, a wife, a true friend, Bringing warmth to this family.