With Your Smile

For Hamid

My soul spun out…

out into the starry night, 

upon a casual manipulation… 

the subterfuge of their disdain. 

They weave despair…

dismay into my mind 

with dismissal in their eyes. 

But, then, you turn…

turnabout the tide…

with your ebony eyes

of rushing solar winds…

and bathe my heart.

You fill my soul

with your smile.

Reviews

[Rhayne]

Beautiful love story. Sort of like a rags to riches, figuratively speaking. My sincere wishes for a forever love with Hamid.

[MomzillaNC]

Thanks so much. We're coming up on our 28th anniversary soon… and every single day still finds us deeper in love and devoted to each other. All the true joy I've known in my life has been with him. I wish that for every person in the world.

[Robert Trakofler]

lovely adoring adornment expression here momzilla:) I hope you gave him this poetry (I say with a tinge of jealousy:) lucky fella that Hamid!

[MomzillaNC]

Thank you. I'm actually the lucky one to be on our journey together with him.

[barleygirl]

Your poem speaks to me of how we can feel great about a person when it's just me & that other person, but then when other people get involved, they can plant seeds of doubt. Some people have encouraging friends & some people have friends who are waiting to poke holes in everything. I like how your two different verses contrast, as far as the confidence levels (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[MomzillaNC]

Thank you for reading.

This is actually a before and after personal history. The first verse is the reality of my life before I learned what true loyalty and love were meant to be when I found them in my husband. All the joys I've known in my life have been with him. I can point to enjoyable times before, but actual joy is not something I experienced before him. Trust is something I was taught as an adult, by a friend who helped me become the person my husband loves and has been devoted to for 28 years.

[barleygirl]

I love that you shared this becuz now when I read your poem, it has even deeper meaning! Love it!

[MomzillaNC]

Thank you. See, the first time I had a conversation with Hamid (my husband), I said something that must of amused him. He flashed this brilliant smile… It was like the sun breaking through the clouds after a storm. I remember thinking, "Oh… please do that again!"

[barleygirl]

I've known people who've affected me that way, just a smile or the sound of their voice, etc. and I find this person unforgettable!

[MomzillaNC]

I married him!

[barleygirl]

That's the rare part! I'm happy for you!

[MomzillaNC]

☺️ 😎

[barleygirl]

He's very good looking, too!

[Paul Bell]

Got a feeling, Hamid might be over the moon with your poem.
Always think if someone can make you smile they're halfway into your heart.

[MomzillaNC]

Thanks.

Actually, Hamid hasn't seen this one yet. I just composed it yesterday. With him working 3am to 1pm, showering and napping when he got home, then heading to the train station to pick up our son from his DC trip to see his godmother, I didn't get a chance to share it with him. But, he's alway very humble about these poems when he's the topic.

[Paul Bell]

That's a lousy shift that one.

[MomzillaNC]

It's the baking shift.

[Paul Bell]

Nothing beats the smell of freshly baked bread.

[MomzillaNC]

Sleep… Sleep beats fresh baked bread!
Every.
Single.
Time.

😎

[Kelly Scheppers]

...lovely, indeed! I'm certain whoever it is intended for will be as captivated by your every word as I was. We need to acknowledge those in our lives more by giving such presentations to them as gifts - a lifelong treasure this would be!

[MomzillaNC]

Thanks so much. He is a frequent topic of my poetry. All the true happiness I've known in my life has been with him.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

what a blessedly beautiful love poem...the subject has to love this...
j.

[MomzillaNC]

Thank you very much.

I just wrote it today. He hasn't seen it yet. But, he's Persian; poetry is almost a religion with them!