Pages tagged with Smiling
This is a poem about the people that we meet everyday who just pass us by with a nod or a smile, as if we have never met before. Hoping to pass us by quickly without having to say a word or become friends. Just passing us by day after day.
Don't be so sad your not with your love right now. Can your heart smile again soon?
They made this, how could they not know this would be uncomfortable for a lady.
Cycling is more than a means of transport or getting fit. Here are 10 benefits of cycling on a person's life.
November PAD Challenge Day 3- Write a poem about something that scares you.
A poem about the beauty of nature. The flowers and the lime green grass and children jump for joy.
I am not always on line. Ive been sick since the last week in august.. they are saying COPD but i dont believe it..I have never smoked. Im trying to spend as much time as I can here.. I love hanging our with you nuts.. :) shallimarRose
This is just a short poem that came to me so ...
A short poem that sends a message to folk that buying the dearest gift for somebody is not always for the best as what you think about someone is more important.
This article is a part of a series of uplifting thoughts for each day of the year, by Peter B. Giblett, which by living through each day and changing ourselves for the better should lead to a better and more successful year.
Everybody at some stage of his or her life goes through a phase when they find everything confused because of this very person.
I wrote this poem as a reflection, comparing writing poetry to living with the forces of nature. This poem shows how I feel about life compared to writing poetry.
It's easier said than done sometimes, but here are some things that work for me.
I was seized by a sudden flood of concepts and had to grab the nearest bit of scrap paper. The notes grew of their own accord into a rather interesting structure. It's lovely when months of writer's block are interspersed with occasional surges of inspiration. :)
A bit of almost-Evane...
Since the chief had been educated in a modern society, did not know the old tricks Indians.
Excuse me while I have a little rant at Western society, human nature and the world in general.
In fact these thoughts were the results of a mental condition I went through when the lady, a great poetess I respected her most and she loved me a lot as her own child, went away from my life, may be for some time.
