That's how we smile

I don't really know how this will come out,

You know I have been thinking,
To write a poem that exudes love and no bickering.
But now I am out of a theme,
My creativity internally screams.

I haven't been able to think,
How to provide solace or comfort in a blink.
Yet I write what comes to me,
So that I make sense and is good to read.

You have made it a point to not smile,
Yet I have a weapon you can't avoid.
I knew a teacher who never had a curve on her face,
And yet I built up courage to say.

"My Lady, why are you grave at all times of the day,
Don't you know life can be fun when we enact a part of a play.
In 3 simple steps I will teach you how,
Just repeat the words EEEE when I finish the countdown"

Now I shall begin the count,
1 - 2-3 - EEEE- and you shout.
That's how she smiled and it has spread,
Try it now and the grim atmosphere shall shed.

I haven't proof read it. :D

Sting like a bee

A force that pulls me down
Is not a force but gravity playing around

A man that makes me cry
Needs a whack to set him right

For the world conspires to bring us down
Even when we tread the purest of the grounds

Shall I be worried about things that are ominous
Or be be obstinate about a subject of my faith

Shall I be a victim of ostentatious character
Or be impudent enough to break free of the restraint

For the world conspires to bring us down
Even when we tread the purest of the grounds

Yielding was never an option or a choice
Would embrace death with my head held high.

I am what I choose to be
Neither you nor he can let me be

If for you I've floated like a butterfly
Then for myself, I will sting like a bee.