hidden in a smile the you the why
It is safe..
It is the safest place...
It is the safest place it knows in which too hide and cry.
It is the safest place it knows to shed it's pain.
It is the soul of she whom walks the earth and calls
the moon a moon, a star a star, it's light you cast
inside, with your big smile.
It flees from the pain inside the you, in it's mind the
pain is caused by some one other, not from you.
It is beyond the stiffest lip of peace one finds,
one tear is graced it's pearl none like you no other finds.
It is warmth in of face...It is the shining mask of grace.
It is not the shame some others think who have no smile
to see her through, the joys inside of you.
It is the running rivers mighty shore, from which the
ocean drinks all life to grow, the smile it knows.
It is your smile it hides within to grow your knowledge
that you taste again) it(s smile again you bring within.
Soft In is it's gripp to hide the soul of he you cradle in the
peaceful sleep so he may grow and heal to taste the
peace you have foretold.
It is hidden in the smile you love to show to it.. you now
know, it'sin it, her smile so wide it drowns it covers you.
beautiful poem...keep up the good work! very soulful! a round of applause for you! ! !
Well you haven't hidden your feeling here my friend...brilliant show of your talent...keep up the great work...poet
It is warmth in of face...It is the shining mask of grace. works tick tock tick beautiful content flow and ambience...great in your own tradition really liked it..: -) cheers
w-o-w....that was very deep......i'd say this is one of your best poems......very powerful...actually made me smile.....nice :) ...very nice :)
this my friend... is the kind person.. deep.... real deep.. in you.. this is awesome.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is a wonderful mtrully touching poem poetry, , thank you friend..loved it..10++++++++++ It flees from the pain inside the you it's mind the pain it's caused by some the other not of you. It is beyond the stiffest lip of peace one finds, one tear it's graced none like no other kind. It is warmth of face.It is the shining mask of grace. It is not shame some other thinks who has no smile to see her through, like you. It is the running rivers mighty shore, from which the ocean drinks in life to grow.