Smiling Poem Novels & Stories

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

Eventually, I sent the message, my heart racing a bit. Her response made me smile, "I know what you mean. Our photos can't capture everything." I couldn't agree more. She had a way of understanding beyond words. "True," I replied, "but they do make me smile." She responded with a playful emoji, "I'm glad. What's making you smile the most?" It was a simple question, but it carried a world of emotions. I pondered for a moment, then typed, "The one where we're laughing at that silly joke you made. Your smile is my favorite."

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?’

"Twinkling spoons in a teapot's dream, Jellyfish waltz in a cosmic stream. Pickles hummed a secret rhyme, Moonbeams whispered cheese and thyme. Penguins danced on rainbow clouds, Unicorn whispers in mushroom crowds. Bananas wore polka dot shoes, Stars played chess, swapping hues. Toasters sang opera in the key of green, Elephants tap-danced on a trampoline. Butterflies knitted socks for the moon, Balloons recited a backwards cartoon. In a world where logic takes a break, Nonsense reigns, a merry mindquake. A symphony of chaos, oh what a treat, In this realm of whimsy, where absurdities meet." The smile on her face was oddly serene as she sang, her eyes gleaming with an enigmatic gleam. The w

I mean ''Flowers''. 'Oh, Look at them all, Aren't they beautiful?' I couldn't help but smile again. In Fact when i was around him, I had a smile permanently fixed on my face. He was like a puppy all the time, So happy and cheerful, His smile could light up the room.

"They are like pools of emerald, shimmering with an inner fire. They hold a depth that is both captivating and mysterious. Can you capture that?" The artist nodded, their brush strokes mirroring the intensity of my words. The eyes on the canvas seemed to come alive, reflecting the enchanting allure that drew me to Veronica. "And her smile," I continued, a faint smile playing on my lips as I reminisced. "It's like a ray of sunshine, warming the coldest of hearts. It lights up her entire face, radiating joy and happiness. Can you bring that warmth to life?" The artist's brush danced across the canvas, creating a smile so infectious that it seemed to invite happiness and laughter from anyone wh

I was going to focus on the moment, not what society said I needed to feel or do. 'Look at you smiling without even trying!' Robyn teased, her tail wagging from behind her. I huffed, ignoring her because I did not wish to discuss how easy it had been for me to smile for the past two days, then tapped on the message. M- 'It's been two days since I last saw you. I miss you. There's no two ways about it. I miss you so damn much! And guess what? I found the perfect poem to describe that.’

I won’t falter I won’t halt What light you see outside me Is actually situated Deep within me My smiling face Let me be for praise Life Sun rays We pray We will stay this day Till enemy knocks again Let me smile enough For my face Come enjoy Next second might demand A new weep Do not be weak I am with you Life needs loaf Who says so Life needs a secure loaf Each day Not just any loaf Yes i repeat again Let’s enjoy this day We don’t know What life holds for us The other day Which will follow us Or we will follow its way Come enjoy even in storm At least we live Yet another new day Smile your way To infinite dust Do not let your eyes swell up You still can smile So smile your way And let’s mak

he said. “It’s not something I go around announcing,” I shrugged my shoulders. He opened the card and then read a line from the poem. “Your blue-green eyes remind me of the ocean, the waters so blue I want to run into them, yet so deep, I just might drown. You have the brightest smile I’ve seen on anyone, a smile that drives away the darkness and evokes one’s inner happiness, a smile that-,” he stopped and looked me in my eyes. “You like?” I asked, shyly.

Jacob walked behind me, his own eyes cast down, thinking about what lay beneath the mystery of my smile. Smiling gently, lips in a sweet curve, I walked alongside Jacob. My smile was the slow and deliberate kind, a slow smile spreading across my face like a sunrise sweeps across the sky. But Jacob had no idea why I smiled; the satisfaction and control I felt surged through my veins. He looked at me, seeking my eyes for an answer, but I simply continued smiling back in amusement with a glint in my eyes, savoring the moment.