Short Poems About Happiness
#happiness
Short poems about happiness. 30 words or less, most recently published poems first.
the blind man and the musician
if i could
find
my eyes,
i would
cry for
the musician,
his music
is more
lovelier
than i
deserve
to hear,
forbid
when he
may fall ill,
and can
no longer
play,
for to
not hear
his music,
take my
ears
as well,
i will
need them
no longer.
find
my eyes,
i would
cry for
the musician,
his music
is more
lovelier
than i
deserve
to hear,
forbid
when he
may fall ill,
and can
no longer
play,
for to
not hear
his music,
take my
ears
as well,
i will
need them
no longer.
#admiration
#art
#happiness
#inspirational
#music
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Sleep is Death is Sleep
Went to bed to die
Slept through the whole damn darkness
Alive i write this
Je suis toujours en vie!
How wonderful.
Slept through the whole damn darkness
Alive i write this
Je suis toujours en vie!
How wonderful.
#gratitude
#happiness
#hope
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Possibilities around every corner
I found a way here
Led me to another view
Love gave me a clue
Led me to another view
Love gave me a clue
#happiness
#love
#motivational
#senryu
#uplifting
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joy of flowers
the garments
of the
flowers
are brushed
in heavy
dew, but
still bright
and
diversified,
sweet
scented
aching not
in vain,
their
loveliness
both gives
a smile,
and we
rely
on their
adornments,
how we
are gifted
to understand
their
boundless joy.
of the
flowers
are brushed
in heavy
dew, but
still bright
and
diversified,
sweet
scented
aching not
in vain,
their
loveliness
both gives
a smile,
and we
rely
on their
adornments,
how we
are gifted
to understand
their
boundless joy.
#admiration
#flowers
#happiness
#inspirational
#nature
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the idea
she is
the idea
i have
of love.
the idea
i have
of love.
#admiration
#courage
#happiness
#inspirational
#respect
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The Alcoholic
Drunk on swollen pride,
ego sips lies, one by one
glass half-full of self.
ego sips lies, one by one
glass half-full of self.
#boredom
#happiness
#inspirational
#redemption
#sadness
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Chance
We can chalk
our meeting
Up to chance
The things we do
Our little dance
All for the sake
Of a steamy romance
Fueling the fire
Born of desire
our meeting
Up to chance
The things we do
Our little dance
All for the sake
Of a steamy romance
Fueling the fire
Born of desire
#happiness
#passion
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WHY I DON'T WRITE POETRY
I
must confess the
reason I don't write
poetry
IS
because
poetry
WRITES ME!
must confess the
reason I don't write
poetry
IS
because
poetry
WRITES ME!
#courage
#emotions
#happiness
#hope
#motivational
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My Love
When I love
It's with my whole heart
Because I'm all in
From the very start
It's with my whole heart
Because I'm all in
From the very start
#admiration
#emotions
#happiness
#hope
#respect
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floats
her voice
easily
floats
over the
ocean,
and as i
lost sight
of her,
our talk
disappeared,
i felt
as empty
like
someone
with no
secrets,
no hopes
or wishes,
watching
everything
sail away.
easily
floats
over the
ocean,
and as i
lost sight
of her,
our talk
disappeared,
i felt
as empty
like
someone
with no
secrets,
no hopes
or wishes,
watching
everything
sail away.
#determination
#dreams
#friendship
#happiness
#success
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Wayward Poets
Someone goes out early, every morning
to make sure that the welcome mat
is free of leaves
Or during winter, of snow
There's a key, under the mat, but
the door has never been locked
There's always someone
coming or going
To this old, white concrete house
atop the edge of a cliff
-Looks like a fingernail at the end
of a crackled finger
of the old man mountain
Pointing down towards the valley
Those that look up, thinking
is it choosing me
But it's not a path
for the weak hearted
...
to make sure that the welcome mat
is free of leaves
Or during winter, of snow
There's a key, under the mat, but
the door has never been locked
There's always someone
coming or going
To this old, white concrete house
atop the edge of a cliff
-Looks like a fingernail at the end
of a crackled finger
of the old man mountain
Pointing down towards the valley
Those that look up, thinking
is it choosing me
But it's not a path
for the weak hearted
...
#admiration
#happiness
#motivational
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Collide
Midnight blue
Halley plays
Soaring through
Her clustered gaze
Flaming stars
Sear beside
Lunar hearts
Here, collide
Halley plays
Soaring through
Her clustered gaze
Flaming stars
Sear beside
Lunar hearts
Here, collide
#emotions
#happiness
#love
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