Smile

Smiles are infectious.  It brightens down trodden spirits and dead souls.  Beyond every smile is not always joy, but it definitely exudes happines to be transferred to others.  I try to keep my smile, regardless of what's going on inside, even through all the anger and pain, no wonder I get so many compliments on my smile, it was gifted from the heavens for HIM to use for HIS people, not me...So who am I to keep it to myself....Inspired me to write this: 

My smile’s outer cloak displays joy and is full of light

Trademarked with a copy written stamp they labeled doWrite

See she writes, that’s what she does, she wrongs, but her write ignites rights to impart smiles from her buzz

Buzzing states of imaginary euphoric images transmitted from soulful waves that impart contradictory smileys that refract off of fractured heart pieces incinerated and blazed

Flaming fires fluctuate coloring flaring orange and feverish red to pigment the brokenness flowing

But those burnt, blackened crimsoned angles are disguised with the pastel/fluorescent glossed smile that stays showing

The discomforted tenderness remains knowing that the fruitful sewing of love radiates my glowing

So behind this smile you would never discern the pain that my heart churns

Only the transparency of my licensed gift enables the display of this burn

I don’t allow it to always splash through my skin like the splurges of water released in a vicious dive

Not to say remnants of sprinkled emotions don’t reach the surface, but I strive to keep that smile alive

It’s my heart’s pride, do or die, to abide to this positive vibe

So many times I’ve been told I’m always smiling for no reason, and sometimes I didn’t even know why

I used to question my own self, like why are you smiling uncontrollably, like your smile is the kiss of Jesus’ bride

 That was till I learned that God’s presence, at my birth, was in matrimony with my infectious delight

I may not feel bright indoors, but my closed doors will always landscape an exterior garden that writes light from stars reverberated and tickled through heavenly bites

My smile’s not for me, it was given to me for other’s to receive

And I’m selfless enough to allow angels to draw from me what they need

Thank God He double gifted me to release the aches through written creations such as these