Poems About Happiness Published by Members Recently Online
#happiness
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2024 2:18am
23rd Dec 2024 2:18am
rest assured
an artistry in the spilling of words onto the page
finessing the thoughts
stringing them together in a way to make one feel
deeply and passionately with tempo, rhythm and rhyme
sublime feeling when you get it just right
troubling the depths stirring emotions
connecting with one another
we poets are a different breed
hunting for just the right word play
something soft to fall on the ears
it's in the versed I find God
sleepiness of soul and I'm dreaming
ladybug sunshine and starlit horizons
my mind turns happiness over...
finessing the thoughts
stringing them together in a way to make one feel
deeply and passionately with tempo, rhythm and rhyme
sublime feeling when you get it just right
troubling the depths stirring emotions
connecting with one another
we poets are a different breed
hunting for just the right word play
something soft to fall on the ears
it's in the versed I find God
sleepiness of soul and I'm dreaming
ladybug sunshine and starlit horizons
my mind turns happiness over...
#happiness
#spiritual
#uplifting
78 reads
9 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2024 2:18am
23rd Dec 2024 2:18am
rest assured
an artistry in the spilling of words onto the page
finessing the thoughts
stringing them together in a way to make one feel
deeply and passionately with tempo, rhythm and rhyme
sublime feeling when you get it just right
troubling the depths stirring emotions
connecting with one another
we poets are a different breed
hunting for just the right word play
something soft to fall on the ears
it's in the versed I find God
sleepiness of soul and I'm dreaming
ladybug sunshine and starlit horizons
my mind turns happiness over...
finessing the thoughts
stringing them together in a way to make one feel
deeply and passionately with tempo, rhythm and rhyme
sublime feeling when you get it just right
troubling the depths stirring emotions
connecting with one another
we poets are a different breed
hunting for just the right word play
something soft to fall on the ears
it's in the versed I find God
sleepiness of soul and I'm dreaming
ladybug sunshine and starlit horizons
my mind turns happiness over...
#happiness
#spiritual
#uplifting
78 reads
9 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2024 2:18am
23rd Dec 2024 2:18am
rest assured
an artistry in the spilling of words onto the page
finessing the thoughts
stringing them together in a way to make one feel
deeply and passionately with tempo, rhythm and rhyme
sublime feeling when you get it just right
troubling the depths stirring emotions
connecting with one another
we poets are a different breed
hunting for just the right word play
something soft to fall on the ears
it's in the versed I find God
sleepiness of soul and I'm dreaming
ladybug sunshine and starlit horizons
my mind turns happiness over...
finessing the thoughts
stringing them together in a way to make one feel
deeply and passionately with tempo, rhythm and rhyme
sublime feeling when you get it just right
troubling the depths stirring emotions
connecting with one another
we poets are a different breed
hunting for just the right word play
something soft to fall on the ears
it's in the versed I find God
sleepiness of soul and I'm dreaming
ladybug sunshine and starlit horizons
my mind turns happiness over...
#happiness
#spiritual
#uplifting
78 reads
9 Comments
DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
11th Jan 2025 11:42pm
11th Jan 2025 11:42pm
Silent Rebellion
Pissed off that Reddit deleted my post about my twin flame experience because they deemed it inappropriate. Even though it really wasn't that bad. Guess conventional freaks wanna complain about it, which I find infuriating. I'm not trying to say that the conventional path is bad to take (as long as it doesn't go too far), but don't stomp on my path just because it makes you uncomfortable. Learn to embrace the unknown or drown with the current. What the fuck do I care?
Either way, I don't have time for this, and I'm moving on.
Despite my temper, I honestly feel very calm...
Either way, I don't have time for this, and I'm moving on.
Despite my temper, I honestly feel very calm...
#happiness
#motivational
#TimeHeals
59 reads
1 Comment
DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
11th Jan 2025 11:42pm
11th Jan 2025 11:42pm
Silent Rebellion
Pissed off that Reddit deleted my post about my twin flame experience because they deemed it inappropriate. Even though it really wasn't that bad. Guess conventional freaks wanna complain about it, which I find infuriating. I'm not trying to say that the conventional path is bad to take (as long as it doesn't go too far), but don't stomp on my path just because it makes you uncomfortable. Learn to embrace the unknown or drown with the current. What the fuck do I care?
Either way, I don't have time for this, and I'm moving on.
Despite my temper, I honestly feel very calm...
Either way, I don't have time for this, and I'm moving on.
Despite my temper, I honestly feel very calm...
#happiness
#motivational
#TimeHeals
59 reads
1 Comment
DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
11th Jan 2025 11:42pm
11th Jan 2025 11:42pm
Silent Rebellion
Pissed off that Reddit deleted my post about my twin flame experience because they deemed it inappropriate. Even though it really wasn't that bad. Guess conventional freaks wanna complain about it, which I find infuriating. I'm not trying to say that the conventional path is bad to take (as long as it doesn't go too far), but don't stomp on my path just because it makes you uncomfortable. Learn to embrace the unknown or drown with the current. What the fuck do I care?
Either way, I don't have time for this, and I'm moving on.
Despite my temper, I honestly feel very calm...
Either way, I don't have time for this, and I'm moving on.
Despite my temper, I honestly feel very calm...
#happiness
#motivational
#TimeHeals
59 reads
1 Comment
goldenmyst
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 00:19am
17th Dec 2024 00:19am
Pueblo Wedding
Pueblo Wedding
Cruising the asphalt road to Cibola
Ancient Mission beckons
From the desert shore of a primordial sea
Now sear hills in a brown terrain of mountains
We follow the river of highway
Onto the parking lot
Of the church made from the mud of ages
Shaped by earthen hands of ancestors
Whose chants haunt the whispering wind
Upon parting the gates of the sanctuary
Low and behold a Wedding unfolding
We enter the sacred space
Where ancient art
of pueblo women gathering corn
is frescoed on...
Cruising the asphalt road to Cibola
Ancient Mission beckons
From the desert shore of a primordial sea
Now sear hills in a brown terrain of mountains
We follow the river of highway
Onto the parking lot
Of the church made from the mud of ages
Shaped by earthen hands of ancestors
Whose chants haunt the whispering wind
Upon parting the gates of the sanctuary
Low and behold a Wedding unfolding
We enter the sacred space
Where ancient art
of pueblo women gathering corn
is frescoed on...
#happiness
#love
#marriage
#tradition
#travel
59 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 00:19am
17th Dec 2024 00:19am
Pueblo Wedding
Pueblo Wedding
Cruising the asphalt road to Cibola
Ancient Mission beckons
From the desert shore of a primordial sea
Now sear hills in a brown terrain of mountains
We follow the river of highway
Onto the parking lot
Of the church made from the mud of ages
Shaped by earthen hands of ancestors
Whose chants haunt the whispering wind
Upon parting the gates of the sanctuary
Low and behold a Wedding unfolding
We enter the sacred space
Where ancient art
of pueblo women gathering corn
is frescoed on...
Cruising the asphalt road to Cibola
Ancient Mission beckons
From the desert shore of a primordial sea
Now sear hills in a brown terrain of mountains
We follow the river of highway
Onto the parking lot
Of the church made from the mud of ages
Shaped by earthen hands of ancestors
Whose chants haunt the whispering wind
Upon parting the gates of the sanctuary
Low and behold a Wedding unfolding
We enter the sacred space
Where ancient art
of pueblo women gathering corn
is frescoed on...
#happiness
#love
#marriage
#tradition
#travel
59 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 00:19am
17th Dec 2024 00:19am
Pueblo Wedding
Pueblo Wedding
Cruising the asphalt road to Cibola
Ancient Mission beckons
From the desert shore of a primordial sea
Now sear hills in a brown terrain of mountains
We follow the river of highway
Onto the parking lot
Of the church made from the mud of ages
Shaped by earthen hands of ancestors
Whose chants haunt the whispering wind
Upon parting the gates of the sanctuary
Low and behold a Wedding unfolding
We enter the sacred space
Where ancient art
of pueblo women gathering corn
is frescoed on...
Cruising the asphalt road to Cibola
Ancient Mission beckons
From the desert shore of a primordial sea
Now sear hills in a brown terrain of mountains
We follow the river of highway
Onto the parking lot
Of the church made from the mud of ages
Shaped by earthen hands of ancestors
Whose chants haunt the whispering wind
Upon parting the gates of the sanctuary
Low and behold a Wedding unfolding
We enter the sacred space
Where ancient art
of pueblo women gathering corn
is frescoed on...
#happiness
#love
#marriage
#tradition
#travel
59 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 00:19am
17th Dec 2024 00:19am
Pueblo Wedding
Pueblo Wedding
Cruising the asphalt road to Cibola
Ancient Mission beckons
From the desert shore of a primordial sea
Now sear hills in a brown terrain of mountains
We follow the river of highway
Onto the parking lot
Of the church made from the mud of ages
Shaped by earthen hands of ancestors
Whose chants haunt the whispering wind
Upon parting the gates of the sanctuary
Low and behold a Wedding unfolding
We enter the sacred space
Where ancient art
of pueblo women gathering corn
is frescoed on...
Cruising the asphalt road to Cibola
Ancient Mission beckons
From the desert shore of a primordial sea
Now sear hills in a brown terrain of mountains
We follow the river of highway
Onto the parking lot
Of the church made from the mud of ages
Shaped by earthen hands of ancestors
Whose chants haunt the whispering wind
Upon parting the gates of the sanctuary
Low and behold a Wedding unfolding
We enter the sacred space
Where ancient art
of pueblo women gathering corn
is frescoed on...
#happiness
#love
#marriage
#tradition
#travel
59 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 00:19am
17th Dec 2024 00:19am
Pueblo Wedding
Pueblo Wedding
Cruising the asphalt road to Cibola
Ancient Mission beckons
From the desert shore of a primordial sea
Now sear hills in a brown terrain of mountains
We follow the river of highway
Onto the parking lot
Of the church made from the mud of ages
Shaped by earthen hands of ancestors
Whose chants haunt the whispering wind
Upon parting the gates of the sanctuary
Low and behold a Wedding unfolding
We enter the sacred space
Where ancient art
of pueblo women gathering corn
is frescoed on...
Cruising the asphalt road to Cibola
Ancient Mission beckons
From the desert shore of a primordial sea
Now sear hills in a brown terrain of mountains
We follow the river of highway
Onto the parking lot
Of the church made from the mud of ages
Shaped by earthen hands of ancestors
Whose chants haunt the whispering wind
Upon parting the gates of the sanctuary
Low and behold a Wedding unfolding
We enter the sacred space
Where ancient art
of pueblo women gathering corn
is frescoed on...
#happiness
#love
#marriage
#tradition
#travel
59 reads
2 Comments
backdeckbenny
Poem Published
15th Jan 2025 10:49pm
15th Jan 2025 10:49pm
Unconditional
I'm dying and I'm happy.
I lie on the bed watching the rain through the window as it greets the trees,the ground,my home.
It says hello to each in a slightly different voice but not with different amounts of love.
I'm dying and I'm happy.
The rain makes it so.
And
Now it gently whispers
That it's time for me to go.
I lie on the bed watching the rain through the window as it greets the trees,the ground,my home.
It says hello to each in a slightly different voice but not with different amounts of love.
I'm dying and I'm happy.
The rain makes it so.
And
Now it gently whispers
That it's time for me to go.
#death
#happiness
#rain
45 reads
3 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Happiness Published by Members Recently Online
