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Shofi Ahmed May 2017
Art, a smile like the one
on the face of Mona Lisa.
Curved like the waxing moon
above the sea.
Light a flame before a face
yet to be seen.
What will it prevail,
will it show once for all
a slow tilt on the smiling lips
—a curve softly locks on
a rose from the sun,
or a shadow beneath the moon?
This is a poem from my book Zero and One available on Amazon.
I once saw a ruffian young
A would be brute
At home, no doubt,
In the grubby grecian clubs
So unworthy of their legacy.

The tilt of chin, and cocksure slant of eye
Told of a life most lived
In unimpressed contempt.
But then he met his girl, and,

The crafted affect cracked like plaster;
No more the aping swagger
Nor the bumptious over pluck

An unhid grin.
And an unhid soul.
And the rapid intuition
Peculiar to lovers.
KitaRaizal Apr 2013
"Baaaaabby" He draws out,
Its all i can do,
To stop myself from trembling,
I look up into his beautifully lit eyes,
I Tilt my head and smile,
"Baaaaaabby" he repeats,
Placing his arms around me,
Pulling me ever so close,
"I Love You"
My heart nearly jumps out of my chest,
As I,
Whisper in return,
"I Love You To"
Forever And For Always

6 Months ♥ 6 Months Strong ♥
wordvango Jul 19
the  bitter wilt on droopy petals  when yesterday
her tilt was to the sun strong as stems
could rise her sweet beauty to the skies
holding lips and arms and blossoms open
long enough for the breeze to romance
the nearest bee into a trance
is like the circle or a dance
of life that glances knowingly back
with wry amusement a sly smile glance
saying told you so  so many times
you should have known by now,
old friend of mine,
time is really nothing
but your
I'm In Team Leo Sep 2017
It is she you greet in mornings bright
Lest to you hard luck has laid favor
She who brings forth a view of new light
And lets you carry an up tilt lip
Another riddle in the form a poem! Theme: emotions.
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