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.
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
4th Apr 2025 00:53am
4th Apr 2025 00:53am
Me, Part Two: Melville Street
memories
pinned loosely to
a place
and therefore to
a time
nestled briefly between
first sentience and the meddling of adults
Random still frames:
feral preschoolers
grass stains, sidewalk scrapes
raw hotdog snack on the tire swing
wood bugs under rocks
the soft lap of Mrs. Cookie
Joey on his trike mostly naked
Best friend Rowan, my hero
wilder than her fiery hair
she spat at my mother!
She confided that she was a boy
and I nodded
yeah, of course
And that...
pinned loosely to
a place
and therefore to
a time
nestled briefly between
first sentience and the meddling of adults
Random still frames:
feral preschoolers
grass stains, sidewalk scrapes
raw hotdog snack on the tire swing
wood bugs under rocks
the soft lap of Mrs. Cookie
Joey on his trike mostly naked
Best friend Rowan, my hero
wilder than her fiery hair
she spat at my mother!
She confided that she was a boy
and I nodded
yeah, of course
And that...
#childhood
#friendship
#happiness
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2025 11:05am
3rd Apr 2025 11:05am
Playing The Piano
The piano's keys made a noise.
That sounded like a lullaby,a voice.
As the hand went through the piano.
And it played their own song.
The melody was serene.
Peaceful,and very long.
Everyone clapped as they began to play.
Everybody listened and began to sway.
May I play with you,if I may?
Or hear your song someday?
Figures began to dance in your mind.
Your stress disappear as you unwind.
And the music became images,illusions.
Real,or in your head.
They become stories,that people will tell when you are...
That sounded like a lullaby,a voice.
As the hand went through the piano.
And it played their own song.
The melody was serene.
Peaceful,and very long.
Everyone clapped as they began to play.
Everybody listened and began to sway.
May I play with you,if I may?
Or hear your song someday?
Figures began to dance in your mind.
Your stress disappear as you unwind.
And the music became images,illusions.
Real,or in your head.
They become stories,that people will tell when you are...
#dance
#happiness
#hope
#music
#uplifting
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Poeticking81
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2025 11:41am
2nd Apr 2025 11:41am
This poem is called A PLACE OF ONLY SMILES......
in our world there is....
light and darkness.....
smiles and tears
......joys and pain.....
and....
......fears and peace......
............
but there is another world......
.....a world.....that is different....
from this one.....
for in this world......
there is.....
....
only Light....
and
......only Smiles.....
.......
there is no pain....
........and no fears.......and no darkness.....
just Peace
........everywhere.....😊😊😊😊😊
....
and...
light and darkness.....
smiles and tears
......joys and pain.....
and....
......fears and peace......
............
but there is another world......
.....a world.....that is different....
from this one.....
for in this world......
there is.....
....
only Light....
and
......only Smiles.....
.......
there is no pain....
........and no fears.......and no darkness.....
just Peace
........everywhere.....😊😊😊😊😊
....
and...
#Christian
#God
#happiness
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Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
1st Apr 2025 8:23pm
1st Apr 2025 8:23pm
Celestial Navigation
Driving aimlessly down Shame Street
sipping on my 32-ounce cup of depression, no ice.
suddenly, my too often neglected HP GPS,
speaks in a calm, commanding tone
“Pass Easy Street and at the next intersection,
turn right onto Hope Drive."
Noticing I’m out of gas;
I stop at the OA service station,
on the corner of Hope and Not Good Enough Avenue,
after filling my tank with encouragement,
I choose to continue my journey on Hope.
HP’s voice sounds again.
“Travel 12 miles,
turn right onto the on-ramp...
sipping on my 32-ounce cup of depression, no ice.
suddenly, my too often neglected HP GPS,
speaks in a calm, commanding tone
“Pass Easy Street and at the next intersection,
turn right onto Hope Drive."
Noticing I’m out of gas;
I stop at the OA service station,
on the corner of Hope and Not Good Enough Avenue,
after filling my tank with encouragement,
I choose to continue my journey on Hope.
HP’s voice sounds again.
“Travel 12 miles,
turn right onto the on-ramp...
#addiction
#food
#happiness
#hope
#peace
73 reads
4 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
30th Mar 2025 11:56am
30th Mar 2025 11:56am
Unspoken words spoken
What would you give to be able to share your thoughts, and prayers and hugs and kisses of inspiring words.✍️ TO speak with your truth and trust and honesty in your beliefs in GOD ALMIGHTY. As with our own insight and our spiritual subconsciousness, of our own life stories. Told from 🖊️ pen to paper of our own, UNSPOKEN WORDS. For sure what story will you and I write, ✍️ about of our own journeys and travels and walks. For will you and I speak as true surviver of our own perseverance and beliefs, with our determination and strength to overcome. The odds...
#admiration
#gratitude
#happiness
#love
#respect
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Wordsmith
Poem Published
30th Mar 2025 7:25am
30th Mar 2025 7:25am
Eid of Light and Longing
The crescent rose; the night stood still
A whispered joy; a sacred thrill
Though hunger knocked and pockets sighed
Still we prayed; still we tried
Eid has come; the air is bright
A morning bathed in golden light
Children race with laughter free
In clothes that dance like poetry
The markets roared; the butchers grinned
The scent of spice and meat within
Some feast with plenty; some with few
Yet hearts are full where faith is true
Oh Allah; let this joy remain
Let ease be poured where once was pain
Let every...
A whispered joy; a sacred thrill
Though hunger knocked and pockets sighed
Still we prayed; still we tried
Eid has come; the air is bright
A morning bathed in golden light
Children race with laughter free
In clothes that dance like poetry
The markets roared; the butchers grinned
The scent of spice and meat within
Some feast with plenty; some with few
Yet hearts are full where faith is true
Oh Allah; let this joy remain
Let ease be poured where once was pain
Let every...
#God
#happiness
#religion #spiritual
#religion #spiritual
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Sage_6_paths_light
Poem Published
29th Mar 2025 7:29pm
29th Mar 2025 7:29pm
Eternal Love
Some people call it fate and some would call it destiny.
But what we have has much more depth I have searched eternity.
Each lifetime that we meet we have been threw heartache and deceat.
But this bond we hold is are love untold let's make a foundation that's concrete. Our eternal love will always hold my heart .
Just like davinci's life work our passion and love is like art.
I know you have doubts I had them too.
But A life with out you is not a life I wish to see threw.
No matter what we do our love is beyond...
But what we have has much more depth I have searched eternity.
Each lifetime that we meet we have been threw heartache and deceat.
But this bond we hold is are love untold let's make a foundation that's concrete. Our eternal love will always hold my heart .
Just like davinci's life work our passion and love is like art.
I know you have doubts I had them too.
But A life with out you is not a life I wish to see threw.
No matter what we do our love is beyond...
#emotions
#gratitude
#happiness
#love
#motivational
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
29th Mar 2025 11:00am
29th Mar 2025 11:00am
Loving Eyes
What happens underneath someone's eyes?
When they fall inlove and realize?
Does their life appear in front of their eyes?
Do they feel flutters in their stomach?
Or fantasize?
Is it like a shimmer in their eyes?
Or letting out dreamy sighs?
Let's go and swim in them together.
Imagine a person who's inlove,however.
The magic happening behind their eyes.
It's deeper than an ocean,you realize.
Maybe if you swim in it,it's like a red rose garden.
With roses,without any thorns.
Maybe it's magic,like a...
When they fall inlove and realize?
Does their life appear in front of their eyes?
Do they feel flutters in their stomach?
Or fantasize?
Is it like a shimmer in their eyes?
Or letting out dreamy sighs?
Let's go and swim in them together.
Imagine a person who's inlove,however.
The magic happening behind their eyes.
It's deeper than an ocean,you realize.
Maybe if you swim in it,it's like a red rose garden.
With roses,without any thorns.
Maybe it's magic,like a...
#FallingInLove
#happiness
#hope
#motivational
#uplifting
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Kementic1
Poem Published
28th Mar 2025 6:47pm
28th Mar 2025 6:47pm
Standing On Love
I long for the synergy
of our combined love energy
Two souls spinning in a swirl
in a new spiritual world
Living in our own Eden
on an island in Sweden
Feeling the glory of heaven above
just us-Standing on Love
Our entanglement is on a quantum level
and in the joy of this we revel
With you as a Co-polit at the helm
We seek a new metaphysical realm
No longer constrained by this reality
we seek immortality
The fantasy that I dreamt of
we two-Standing on Love
...
of our combined love energy
Two souls spinning in a swirl
in a new spiritual world
Living in our own Eden
on an island in Sweden
Feeling the glory of heaven above
just us-Standing on Love
Our entanglement is on a quantum level
and in the joy of this we revel
With you as a Co-polit at the helm
We seek a new metaphysical realm
No longer constrained by this reality
we seek immortality
The fantasy that I dreamt of
we two-Standing on Love
...
#admiration
#happiness
#inspirational
#love
#motivational
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
27th Mar 2025 3:54am
27th Mar 2025 3:54am
Your eyes are the key
From the very beginning of time it is said, that our eyes are the key 🗝️ to the deepness of our soul. For even now as I look into your eyes, I see the hurt and pain that you've had to endure in your life time. YET beneath the hurt and pain, 😞 you have a feeling of deepness that goes deeper than deep. Into the depths of your heart 💓 as it pours your sorrow, and hurt and confusion, into a pot of negativity. That has prevented you from seeing your true, growth and maturity, of your strength and courage and perseverance. For sure it's necessary, for you to analyze...
#dreams
#happiness
#LifeChangingMoment
#PersonalGrowth
#uplifting
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Stephanos_PS_M
Poem Published
26th Mar 2025 4:33pm
26th Mar 2025 4:33pm
Burn anyway
Who cares if the applause fades,
if the crowd moves on?
I don’t
(but darling, keep singing.)
Death leans in the doorway,
smirking at our plans.
We won’t trick him,
but we’ll leave graffiti on his walls.
So carve your name into the bark,
let the tree grow around it.
Dance in storms that’ll become legends,
kiss like you’re inventing fire.
The trick isn’t to dodge the end
it’s to drag your fingers along the walls,
leaving streaks of color
long after you’ve turned...
if the crowd moves on?
I don’t
(but darling, keep singing.)
Death leans in the doorway,
smirking at our plans.
We won’t trick him,
but we’ll leave graffiti on his walls.
So carve your name into the bark,
let the tree grow around it.
Dance in storms that’ll become legends,
kiss like you’re inventing fire.
The trick isn’t to dodge the end
it’s to drag your fingers along the walls,
leaving streaks of color
long after you’ve turned...
#happiness
#inspirational
#LifeCycle
#patience
#strength
66 reads
3 Comments
TheOralizer
Poem Published
25th Mar 2025 2:02pm
25th Mar 2025 2:02pm
MOUTH TECHNIQUES
I
had been interested
since I was a teenager
because of the stories and
things I had read about the
pleasure and joy that could
be experienced by the mouth.
ONE'S
mouth is unique to the individual's taste
and how they want to use it is a
personal choice.
IT
may be used to blow, suck, hum
and tongue each hole in the
Mouth Organ better known
as a harmonica and those who
blow it as a harmonicist.
THEY
come in various sizes and shapes;
each producing sounds enjoyed by
the blower and hearer. Meet...
had been interested
since I was a teenager
because of the stories and
things I had read about the
pleasure and joy that could
be experienced by the mouth.
ONE'S
mouth is unique to the individual's taste
and how they want to use it is a
personal choice.
IT
may be used to blow, suck, hum
and tongue each hole in the
Mouth Organ better known
as a harmonica and those who
blow it as a harmonicist.
THEY
come in various sizes and shapes;
each producing sounds enjoyed by
the blower and hearer. Meet...
#emotions
#happiness
#inspirational
#love
#motivational
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