Smile In My Heart

16/11/2016

All I ever wanted is to be a good person

So I thought to keep away from any kind of communication

With the Sweetest Pooh who is no longer from the town

But the sweetest Pooh who wears my heart’s Universal crown.

His smile is like a magnet that draws me to him

It’s more like a drug that makes me addicted to him

One peek followed by series of little peeks

Then my heart starts to rhyme as it feels and bleeds.

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Though he stepped into his naughty forties last September

He doesn’t look that old from what I remember

Since someone told me of his thinking pattern

Which of course I cannot change but I can ignite a spark of inspiration.

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At first I thought there’s a huge mysterious secret in him

Though unraveling puzzles are not something that I'm great at doing

Every time whenever I saw him made me more curious

As to how on earth he gets so cuter and cuter which is glorious.

Sometimes my imaginative mind gets a little carried away

I see what I like to see and what I would like to see some day

I can’t help but seeing him as a three to four year old young kid

Who wears a fancy moustache yet charming and wiser than a kid.

The sound of his voice makes my heart skip a beat

His giggles puts a smile in my heart which is quite sweet

His liquid glittery eyes and that amazing never ending smile

Spring up peace deep within me which is extra-ordinary for a while.

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At first I rhymed as I thought it was just innocent fun

And it makes him and others enjoys my ride full of fun

With all what I see and how I see things the way I want it

Through words I thought I was inspiring others as well as him.

Now, writing about Mr. Pooh is not fun anymore

In fact I feel so ashamed and embarrassed, finds it hard to face any more

I think my thoughts about him got a little bit carried away

An emotional mess I almost became if I didn't stop my playful way.

If I wasn't so curious how it would feel if I just hold his hand

If only I wasn't so curious to know how it would feel my hand on his hand

Whether he would be super charged and electrifying

The way his accidental bumps gave electrical shocks to my being.

If only I didn't think of kissing his chubby cheeks

Even not about pulling and pinching those soft cheeks

I wouldn't be a mess if I didn't think of his safe hugs

Maybe then I would have avoided seeing lucid dreams.

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I realized though he is my muse and writing inspiration I better keep away from him

Not just that he inspired me to be better version of myself just by being him

I figured it's wise for me to stay away as I do not want to be haunted

To the rest of my life how badly I misbehaved and mentally get the daily dose of torture.

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Though I can be too hard on myself for not being the best to my knowledge

God is the Heavenly Father who reminds me that His love for me never change

I feel secured and comforted knowing that I'm still accepted and loved by Him

Jesus Christ my elder big brother says that He took away all my shame, guilt and sin.

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billybuc 9 days ago from Olympia, WA

Life can be painful at times.

Life can be majestic at times.

Life is love!


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vocalcoach 8 days ago from Nashville Tn.

Thank you for this heart-gripping piece. It tugged at my own heart. Sharing.

Hugs,

Audrey


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Venkatachari M 7 days ago from Hyderabad, India

Beautiful poetry appealing to the heart so deeply. I got immersed in it throughout the reading repeating the lines twice for a better enjoyment.

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