Short Smile Poems

random stories that were written for my children, 19 years worth of short stories.

A Poem a Day A daily dive into chaos, humor, and heartfelt musings, A Poem a Day is a collection of unpredictable poems that range from silly to sincere. With cheesy rhymes, bizarre metaphors, and the occasional heartfelt gem, it’s a celebration of creativity and the joy of trying something new. Life’s short—why not write a poem about it?

People, you know, never truly realize how unpredictable life can be. A person’s fate, of course, depends on their own efforts, but you can’t ignore the course of history. Smith had no clue—how could an engineer like him end up transmigrating into Wilhelm II? Wait, no, *Smiling Willi*? But since he’s here, wouldn’t it be a shame not to stir up some chaos? And so, the butterfly flapped its wings, a storm began to brew, and Smith smirked with that signature "Smiling Willi" grin. Fate is unpredictable: Close by in the West, the once-mighty British Empire is stumbling left and right. Across the ocean in the Americas, the newly risen powerhouse finds itself splitting apart. Meanwhile, far off in the East, the once-slumbering dragon suddenly opens its eyes wide— What happens next? Stay tuned to find out in this story!

Evangeline, The Angle Who was about to enter the Gate of Connection between heaven and hell but before she could do so, she saw a couple of Warrior Angels flying towards her and can reach her in just a monent and seeing them flying, Evangeline too felt an urge to fly and just then beautiful white wings came out of her spine and she reached the Gate of Connection by flying but not before getting hit by an arrow on her right leg below her ass although she had seen who it was that harmed her but she had already entered the gate of connection. "AND THE SWEET LITTLE ANGLE COULDN'T KEEP HER EYES OFF THE DEVIL"

I wrote these sonnets, poems, and quotes; in the darkest hours of my life and I hope some of you could relate. I write with all the love and joy I have for writing, just because I don't publish anything doesn't I still don't write behind closed doors.

The metro stations have become an integral part of an average Delhiite's life nowadays but there's something that lurks between those stations that follows the damned.

"Leo's innocence was shattered the day he witnessed a horror he could never forget which he wished so badly his innocent eyes didn’t witness . His elder brother, once a guiding light, plunged a knife into their father's chest, and walked away with a chilling smile. Leo, still a child, was frozen in terror, his playful nature replaced with a haunting dread. He hid in the shadows, his camera still rolling, capturing the sinister act. As the brother vanished, Leo crept out from under the table, his legs trembling like leaves. He approached his father, whose eyes pleaded for silence. "Dad, what happened? Should I call for help? You're bleeding...you look so sick." His father's voice was barely audible, but the urgency was clear. "Leo, listen carefully. The safe...it's yours now. Only your fingerprint can open it. Never let anyone near it. The truth you seek, it's all inside. When your grandfather comes, go with him, take the safe, and leave with him. Protect it with your life." With those final words, his father's eyes glazed over, and he slumped back in his chair, leaving Leo alone with the weight of a dark secret." a slow peace novel love burning within umm hope you would love it coz am inlove with it already love you future readers

Here are poems I have written, they are not very good.

Churchling sea, mysteries of the world, and gods hidden in plain sight. They are things Hildebrant should never see but fate loves him too much and now he must endure or fall to its madness that hides more then person would expect.

Hey. This isn't really a story of sorts. It's just my collection of poems that I wrote. I just like writing poems. Drop some power stones if you'd like, that would really help. Not that I'm in desperate need or something, haha. Have a good day. May you never roll a NAT 1 on life.

The background is set in a small, quiet town on the outskirts of Seoul. In this town, people were friendly, except for one particular neighbourhood. In this neighbourhood, everybody lived their lives as if treading on eggshells, all because of one particular household: the Lees. People surnamed Lee were a dime a dozen, but these particular set of Lees were unique. Dysfunctional. The family consisted of four people; the father and breadwinner Lee Do Joon, the delinquent son Lee Hyuk, the top student Lee Gun, and the town's most beautiful girl Lee Yeo Ri. Lee Yeo Ri was regarded as a saving grace, but before anybody knew it, the saving grace was slowly disintegrating from within. Hidden underneath her perfect, angelic smile, was a girl who was slowly being crushed and torn apart. This is her story. — TRIGGER WARNING — This story contains depictions of rape, violence, and other traumatic scenes. — Cover art by Ren (Twitter: @ikinashi_ren) — Please consider commenting or reviewing; any and all feedback are appreciated! :D

This little book, this short collection of short stories, wasn't made to conquer the world. It was created to send a message, to reach people, to whisper in their ears with just one short phase: "I exist". All these stories hace just that in common, that whisper.

The world was separated for a milennia and each section of the world grew in culture and understanding. When those separations diminished, the world had to learn to work as one and have thus far failed. Now it is up to the 6 heir of the world to band together to stop the threat that comes for them; if they are unable to work as one then there will not be a world left to rule. Based on a DND campaign with characters being based on my friends PC's, follow along each week as the story unfolds and see if Hize will prosper, or fall to ruin under their rule.

A new journey, beautiful future, dreams come true. Come follow my journey to reach the shining star. *I am stuck in description* *Hope you like it !!*

Longing. It was a feeling he knew all too well. He longed for many things, knowing full well he might not be able to attain any of them.

I decided to post some poems I've written and also will post most poems given by anyone, to find out how, read "Anthology Expectations" Please have fun reading these poems.;,;. __ Thank you silentscarlettt for the cover. Please check out her books: https://www.webnovel.com/book/11134602906265805/The-Wheel-of-Transmigration __ To chat with DeJeL and find other novels by DeJeL: tiny.cc/DJLWNC

Young Yukiko's life takes an unexpected turn when a sudden threat descends upon him, forcing him to confront dangers veiled in secrecy. With hidden powers awakening and dark forces closing in, Yukiko steps into a world where courage and destiny collide. Can he uncover the truth and protect those he loves before it's too late?

As the title show all stories are short or maybe continued in some random chapter. This novel will be updated slowly because all stories are impromptu to what my mind comes out with. Note: this novel contains grammatical error because im not that good when it comes to English but if you can help correct it I'll be gladly to change it. Thank you for reading

Set ope all shutters, that the day come in Like a sea or a din! Let not a nook of useless shade compel Thoughts of the night, or tell ...

"In the fleeting embrace of a summer's eve, two souls collided in a whirlwind of passion and promise. But as fate wove its intricate tapestry, circumstances intervened, leaving their love suspended in the delicate balance between what could have been and what was never meant to be—a poignant reminder that some love stories are etched in the beauty of their incompleteness."

Short stories of blending lives with mingling singles. Living in every dark corner of the city where no one is there to watch or to witness but needs to be happened and always will do. No one can stop or hold those moments where passed nor anyone can see the fourth coming but can endure to withhold the upcoming shores of love, lust, innocence, mysterious misfortunes or exceptional redemptions. Note: fictional, please read without comparison with your lover or ex or beloved or someone you think you know more than him or her. Please read with open mind. Trying to be the lost descendant of Shakespeare when English just a language to speak to convey our feelings not a barrier with subtle rules.