Poems about Happiness
#happiness
Enchanting and exuberant poetry about happiness. To know joy, we must first experience darkness, but these happy poems shine a light on the world during the good times.
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
Today 3:49am
Today 3:49am
Tribute: Epilogue
Ocean waves pummel
sharp-edged glass shard
rounding, polishing
making matte, gloss sheen.
life, long and hard,
does, eventually,
make smooth our extremes
Thus it is with step-mother
who now assumes
a compassionate glow
whom to father, aged and ailing,
shows loving devotion unfailing
and I, the antecessors son
retired the step and call her mom
This transformation,
my dear deceased mother knew,
was bound to transpire eventually
for I hadn’t a clue, on the day that I wed
why I did copious tears...
sharp-edged glass shard
rounding, polishing
making matte, gloss sheen.
life, long and hard,
does, eventually,
make smooth our extremes
Thus it is with step-mother
who now assumes
a compassionate glow
whom to father, aged and ailing,
shows loving devotion unfailing
and I, the antecessors son
retired the step and call her mom
This transformation,
my dear deceased mother knew,
was bound to transpire eventually
for I hadn’t a clue, on the day that I wed
why I did copious tears...
#happiness
#love
#mother
#acceptance
#NaPoWriMo2021
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RiAN
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:26am
Yesterday 7:26am
Kinfolk
from darkness into darkness
light falls into dominions
Grandmother moon
I met you at this surface
romanticism
a sphinx moth
preforming
miniscule
a bathing breath
all that is
élan.
arise
ardor
sea
scent
I came here
to remind
the shore
of its purpose
light falls into dominions
Grandmother moon
I met you at this surface
romanticism
a sphinx moth
preforming
miniscule
a bathing breath
all that is
élan.
arise
ardor
sea
scent
I came here
to remind
the shore
of its purpose
#happiness
#romantic
#uplifting
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adagio
Poem Published
11th Apr 2021 6:24pm
11th Apr 2021 6:24pm
Creation
Spoken with the language of dark
beautiful hollyhock of night
metamorphosing...
listening to the silence
of wildflowers dance
in poetic animation...
like butterflies on my eyes
the moon, a jack-in-the-box
of love's creation...
beautiful hollyhock of night
metamorphosing...
listening to the silence
of wildflowers dance
in poetic animation...
like butterflies on my eyes
the moon, a jack-in-the-box
of love's creation...
#happiness
#love
#motivational
#inspirational
#emotions
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BeginningPoet
James B.P.
James B.P.
Poem Published
11th Apr 2021 6:51am
11th Apr 2021 6:51am
and she knows
soft spoken
her heart tells
everything
that i need
to really
know of her
she loves me
and she knows
it's returned
her heart tells
everything
that i need
to really
know of her
she loves me
and she knows
it's returned
#happiness
#love
#hope
#respect
#emotions
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6 Comments
OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
10th Apr 2021 11:20pm
10th Apr 2021 11:20pm
AS LIFE'S SLIPSTREAM SLIPS AWAY (2020, another spontaneously spawned, Hot SPA poem.)
be as thou
once then
and now
still want
to be
see as thou
both there
back when
and here again
still long
to see
yourself
this world
become
and be
for peace
beyond all peace
we know
beyond all things
until then
shall only
still yet ever be
just another
elusive dream
one which seems
much too
often
to somehow always
so mysteriously
only slip away
like fleeting time
like life
and
being
how quickly...
once then
and now
still want
to be
see as thou
both there
back when
and here again
still long
to see
yourself
this world
become
and be
for peace
beyond all peace
we know
beyond all things
until then
shall only
still yet ever be
just another
elusive dream
one which seems
much too
often
to somehow always
so mysteriously
only slip away
like fleeting time
like life
and
being
how quickly...
#happiness
#dreams
#motivational
#LifeGoals
#meditation
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adagio
Poem Published
10th Apr 2021 6:59pm
10th Apr 2021 6:59pm
Skipping The Willow
Hiding inside my head
skipping the Willow
as it dances like a butterfly
a pocket full of daisies
of long swaying branches
beneath the breeze
over the sticklebacks
where minnows play
and daydreams lay
listening to a roses' breath
counting the petals
as if hours of the day.
skipping the Willow
as it dances like a butterfly
a pocket full of daisies
of long swaying branches
beneath the breeze
over the sticklebacks
where minnows play
and daydreams lay
listening to a roses' breath
counting the petals
as if hours of the day.
#happiness
#inspirational
#philosophical #emotions
#philosophical #emotions
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BeginningPoet
James B.P.
James B.P.
Poem Published
10th Apr 2021 10:01am
10th Apr 2021 10:01am
Once Youth
seeing those
flower petals
long before
they bloom,
my senses
heightened,
their ideas
still laying
in the soil,
sleeping
their
casual sleep
until
it warms enough
to wake
to stretch out
to grow,
that moment
of brightness,
placing
themselves
out there
waiting
on someone
to pass by
that can see
not what
they are
but the chance
of what
they
can become.
flower petals
long before
they bloom,
my senses
heightened,
their ideas
still laying
in the soil,
sleeping
their
casual sleep
until
it warms enough
to wake
to stretch out
to grow,
that moment
of brightness,
placing
themselves
out there
waiting
on someone
to pass by
that can see
not what
they are
but the chance
of what
they
can become.
#happiness
#strength
#dreams
#learning
#acceptance
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Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
10th Apr 2021 5:41am
10th Apr 2021 5:41am
Music Passion Four
Pop Rock
The dresser top radio blares
610 KFRC!
Morning! Up and at ‘em!
dad coaxes patiently.
“Ahhh do a little dance,
make a little love,
get down tonight”
ten year old self
sings along
It’s all about the upbeat mood
not the lyrics of the song
popular music was the way
I made it through
my grammar school day
Fanfare drum beats
sweet keyboard sounds
The Spinners pose my question
“Could it be I’m falling in love?”
belly tingles with the suggestion
Mary, my second grade sweetheart ...
The dresser top radio blares
610 KFRC!
Morning! Up and at ‘em!
dad coaxes patiently.
“Ahhh do a little dance,
make a little love,
get down tonight”
ten year old self
sings along
It’s all about the upbeat mood
not the lyrics of the song
popular music was the way
I made it through
my grammar school day
Fanfare drum beats
sweet keyboard sounds
The Spinners pose my question
“Could it be I’m falling in love?”
belly tingles with the suggestion
Mary, my second grade sweetheart ...
#happiness
#music
#funny
#passion
#NaPoWriMo2021
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4Her411
Poem Published
9th Apr 2021 8:14pm
9th Apr 2021 8:14pm
what a man loves to hears
that he is most important to her
to hear his lover say intimate things
that he alone can only provide
those feeling that flow through you
the pleasures that you need fulfilled
that ecstasy you just received that he was the first to achieve
he is the only one she needs
to whisper these to him out shopping
in the car he's hands down the complete 8man
how hot he makes you out of the blue,
before intimacy begins, remind him again
in the thralls of passion say something hot it will elevates everything
tell him his better than you...
to hear his lover say intimate things
that he alone can only provide
those feeling that flow through you
the pleasures that you need fulfilled
that ecstasy you just received that he was the first to achieve
he is the only one she needs
to whisper these to him out shopping
in the car he's hands down the complete 8man
how hot he makes you out of the blue,
before intimacy begins, remind him again
in the thralls of passion say something hot it will elevates everything
tell him his better than you...
#happiness
#wife
#husband
#relationships
#ILoveYou
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WordScape
Casey Brock
Casey Brock
Poem Published
9th Apr 2021 00:55am
9th Apr 2021 00:55am
What I'm Trying To Say
Darling what I'm trying to say
Is that you have me falling like the rain
Pooling puddles on linoleum floors
Hungry for more like I've been starved
You have me tingling like electricity flowing
From you to me
Negative extremities are going numb
I can't feel my sadness
From the positive charge
Baby you restore me like a hobbyist restores an old car
But it's not a hobby for you, it's like, I'm your passion
And I'm ready to meet the road
Wheels screaming
I'm spinning, I'm dizzy from the fuel
Love's the sweetest fume ...
Is that you have me falling like the rain
Pooling puddles on linoleum floors
Hungry for more like I've been starved
You have me tingling like electricity flowing
From you to me
Negative extremities are going numb
I can't feel my sadness
From the positive charge
Baby you restore me like a hobbyist restores an old car
But it's not a hobby for you, it's like, I'm your passion
And I'm ready to meet the road
Wheels screaming
I'm spinning, I'm dizzy from the fuel
Love's the sweetest fume ...
#happiness
#love
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robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
8th Apr 2021 6:35pm
8th Apr 2021 6:35pm
Virility
Her full lips
Crimson red
Smiling as she
Crawls over him
On all fours
Eyeing his lovely
Tool
A tool which has
Pounded her
So loving;y and
So many times
But now it is
In her mouth
And it is
Beyond a bit
Of teasing and biting,
Beyond some good
Licking
That she will
Taste
His virility.
Crimson red
Smiling as she
Crawls over him
On all fours
Eyeing his lovely
Tool
A tool which has
Pounded her
So loving;y and
So many times
But now it is
In her mouth
And it is
Beyond a bit
Of teasing and biting,
Beyond some good
Licking
That she will
Taste
His virility.
#happiness
#love
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Ogbonna
Poem Published
8th Apr 2021 9:58am
8th Apr 2021 9:58am
Take me to Heaven or Eden's Garden
Take me to the crystal rivers that flow
with calm pristine diamond torrents that glow.
Take me to where all seasonless yields grow
from the effortless hands of men who sow.
Take me to lands of neither high nor low,
where equality reigns with none below.
I see meadows lush that men do not mow.
I see people who do not toil for dough,
with minds innocent, and without a foe,
beaming with smiles radiant that overflow.
In gardens green where sorrow does not show,
kindness is what all men their neighbours owe.
For all men do not accusations...
with calm pristine diamond torrents that glow.
Take me to where all seasonless yields grow
from the effortless hands of men who sow.
Take me to lands of neither high nor low,
where equality reigns with none below.
I see meadows lush that men do not mow.
I see people who do not toil for dough,
with minds innocent, and without a foe,
beaming with smiles radiant that overflow.
In gardens green where sorrow does not show,
kindness is what all men their neighbours owe.
For all men do not accusations...
#happiness
#hope
#motivational
#inspirational
#emotions
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