breaking smiles

sometimes...

when my soul

is restless

I walk the streets,

hands in pockets,

hair in the wind,

and eyes on the sky...

eventually

my eyes look

before me

at the faces

surrounding

in the cold

and I see a stranger

smile...

and I break.

a simple

polite gesture,

but befriending

loneliness is not

enough.

but why is it

that a smile

could be so

powerful?

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A amazing use of words and thoughts. I like how you took the reader on a walk with you. I agree with the ending. A welcomed smile can make us fee better. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[sweetbuddha]

Aw, thank you :) I appreciate it

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome. A smile can change someone day to a better one.

[sweetbuddha]

Very true :) even a stranger's smile, when they just want you to know that you are not alone in the world.

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree with you.