Smile Poems Short Novels & Stories

Seeing him smile as if he had no care in this world and that he meant no harm I smile with him showing him my teeth that are still in the process of growth. The soft wind blows through the garden the cherry blossom petals raining down on us whilst the leaves dance to the music of the breeze. We gaze at each other with our big smiles and dirty clothes. As our smiles turned into chuckles and finally into laughter the moon who hid that day clapped her hands for the two mates who were unaware that this was their very first meeting. -------- A/N: Here are some somethings you need to know:

From Fluency It wasn't what he said through that made her turn scarlet, as she's been doing a lot of blushing these past few days. It was his smile. The form of his lips lifted upward. The way his one dimple crinkles The way his teeth are flawlessly aligned The soft glow of his happiness gives His laugh was a ray of sunshine, and it sunburned her head to toe. Disgusted with that thought, she waltzes in.

Jones muffled, chuckling intermittently. He let out a smile again flashing his tobacco stained teeth(I really messed up in his storyline). I let a small chuckle as his smile reminded me of an emoji, the emoji's smile had all 36s showing in a funny manner. P.S: let's be reminded that the colour of his teeth and that of the cute smiley emoji can in no way,come into mind at this comparison, that subject is significantly abrogated from this context as we limelight the focus; the similarity between both smiles.

That smile, those flaming orbs and that euphonious laughter. Everything about him brings a smile to my face. He is like a beautiful evening scenery which a tired person would like to behold for his whole night. He is like that sweet sunshine on cold winter days, the smell of wet soil on rainy seasons and that cool and soft gust of air on blazing days. In what words should I describe him, I myself do not know. God has made him with his own hands. His creation, Sanam, is incomparable. ‘Have you started writing poems?’

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"Although you seldom smile, I know what things make you smile." "Really?" He raised his thick eyebrows. "Tell me." "When you tease someone, you smile. When you play a trick on someone, you smile. When you make a fool of someone, you smile an evil smile. When you are unhappy, you sneer coldly with your mouth closed, and..." Hazel trailed off and her eyelids flickered. When he looked at her like this, he smiled. His smile was real and very gentle.

Amelia POV He looked at me and smiled. Not the almost-smile — the one I had catalogued in the early months, the brief, unguarded flicker that appeared when something caught him genuinely and he didn't have time to be careful about showing it. Not the full laugh that had become available in the quiet months. Something between those two things and also different from both of them. A smile that was simply — his.

Dad and I moved out of our old home overnight. I also changed my number and found a new job as a waitress in a cafe. One afternoon, I was wiping glasses behind the counter. There weren't many customers in the cafe that day. The windchime on the door suddenly tinkled. Reflexively, I lifted my head and said, "Welcome." The glass slipped from my hands when I got a good look at the newcomers. It fell to the floor and shattered into a million pieces.

my mom asks, the corners of her mouth lifting into a tiny, cat-like smile. #Cha

She bit her lips out of embarrassment. "Stupid," she whispered and went back to her room. She sat at her study table and got her pen. She flipped the pages and uncapped her pen. "In every type of smile, mocking smile, sad smile or even a confident smile, the smile you gave me is my favorite." She wrote it down on her notes. Then she flipped to another page. "You made me laugh, that made my day enough, You are the joy, that I truly enjoy, You made me special today,