What is it to smile

What is it to smile

A Poem by Jack...

 

 

 

 

What is it to smile…

 

when the eyes you cherish

turn from you,

peering off into the distance,

seeking another sight,

encased in a theme

that does not include you?

 

What is it to desire…

 

if what you long for hides

behind curtains of pain,

blacked out windows

redirecting the sunlight

to a place

that longs for nothing?

 

What is it to breathe…

 

within a life that does not matter,

in full view of your imagination

crumbling like so much dust

beneath cushions of your heart,

mingling with lost change

alone in muffled visions?

 

What is it to love?

 

© 2013 Jack...


Author's Note

Jack...
Thank you for reading

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lonely and lovely and aching all wrapped up in a poem.

Posted 10 Years Ago


I dunno what it is to smile.... I have no valid explanation but a lovely write Jack.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

You are smiling in your photo.
s y e

10 Years Ago

It's what people do infront of a camera. :-P
Excellent. I really like this one. The second stanza is gold. Outstanding work Jack

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thanks so much my friend.
To love is to be closer to God, my dear friend...it doesn't matter whether the object of your passion returns your love or not. It is enough to love.
That is all that matters...

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thanks Angel. That clears it up. :)
This is so strong and pulls me into it.
The feelings here are pulling like gravity.
Love has the power to change us in many ways.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

It sure does my friend. it sure does. Thanks so much for visiting my world once again. You are alway.. read more
Josie E. Cook M. A.

10 Years Ago

Thanks, Jack!
This one is strong and full of emotion.
Always enjoy reading amazing poet.. read more
To love is to overlook everything, to find forgiveness of heart, and to go on loving, even if that love is not returned. I'm a full believer that love is like a river and returns to its source. Your love for another is YOUR love, not his/her's for you. It's your love, and it will always remain.

This is a thought provoking poem that ends with a question, but the answer is already within.

Very nice!

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thank you so very much Linda and you are exactly right.
What is it to smile…
when the eyes you cherish
turn from you,
peering off into the distance,
seeking another sight,
encased in a theme
that does not include you?

this happend to me, people you love and trust they turn down on you, leave alone, and when they need someone to have fun with they come back to you, still you must forget how bad it hearts and just have fun, why to live if we are going to cry and stay broken all the time anyway, sometimes you sit down and just think about the time you had with them, and know the are dead or they replaced you and went far awaybut have abit of hope no one knows what the future holds. maybe it's better this way, maybe it is worse, who knows it maybe a bit of both ;)

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thank you Cara for your kindness always.
What is it to love... perhaps only the one who has lost it can ever really know. This poem touches the heart, Jack, and echoes the ache...

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thanks so very much Rita. Happy New Year to you and your family.
Very touching Jack! Thanks for sharing it!

-CW

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thanks so much Cody.
A touching and sentimental piece that relates well to the reader.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thank you Thomas for stopping by today

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Not much to tell about me, I am just Jack, I am a poet, a writer, a musician, a painter, a builder and a dreamer. I live in south Texas but am originally from New Jersey and miss it more and more all .. more..

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