My Smile Poem by Chantelle T C Huggins

My Smile



The kind of thing that makes me smile,
Mostly just for a while,
A happy thought,
A happy feeling,
Not with much meaning,
Seeming.....
A shadow of dark
At the very start
Part.....
Part of life and existence,
The entire distance,
Willing to go,
To show......
To understand the true meaning of it all,
Not big or small, .
Its makes me smile,
Smile for a while,
While the meaning is still unknown,
No where close to being shown,
Just the thought of it,
I like it,
It.......
It, the unknown,
It, the unshown.....
Maybe the thought,
Being caught...
Caught up in what is unseen,
What we deem,
Deem as invalid,
Shut tightly under a lid.
We try to rid,
Rid ourselves of 'it',
'It'
This thing still not known or shown,
Even as I'm grown.....
But still....it makes me smile,
Even just for 'this' while.

Wednesday, June 25, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: happiness
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jazib Kamalvi 03 April 2018

A refined poetic imagination, Chantelle. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.

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Chantelle T C Huggins

Chantelle T C Huggins

Scarborough Trinidad And Tobago
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