Poems About Happiness by Top Critiquers
#happiness
Poems about happiness by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
Untitled joys of manifest reciprocity
Slow bends at the knee,
1 2
&
1 2 3
And a steady arc over
The river
And on to the
Sea
Mask over my
Mouth,
But,
Eyes
Shining
And every eye
Sees
And smiles
Back
At me
It's that clear
It's that easy
I have the
Power
To
Choose
Joy
Surf pounds to a
Hissing
Retreat,
Ebullient
Energies
All around
And
Everything
Waters and lights
Meet,
In sparkling
Refraction
Reach a hand to ...
1 2
&
1 2 3
And a steady arc over
The river
And on to the
Sea
Mask over my
Mouth,
But,
Eyes
Shining
And every eye
Sees
And smiles
Back
At me
It's that clear
It's that easy
I have the
Power
To
Choose
Joy
Surf pounds to a
Hissing
Retreat,
Ebullient
Energies
All around
And
Everything
Waters and lights
Meet,
In sparkling
Refraction
Reach a hand to ...
#happiness
#love
#kindness
#strength
#nature
479 reads
15 Comments
The Ritual
Early morning solitude
Awakens with bird songs
And fading cricket sonatas
Rising dayspring mist resembles
Steam emanating from the kettle
On the brink of a whistle
Sugar and cream float patiently
As the teabag sits primly still
Civilized in its order
Anticipation of the first sip
Matched by the alluring aroma
Of steeping English Breakfast
Not another portion of the day
Will equal these moments
Meant just for me
Alone and quiet
At peace and grateful
Embraced by...
Awakens with bird songs
And fading cricket sonatas
Rising dayspring mist resembles
Steam emanating from the kettle
On the brink of a whistle
Sugar and cream float patiently
As the teabag sits primly still
Civilized in its order
Anticipation of the first sip
Matched by the alluring aroma
Of steeping English Breakfast
Not another portion of the day
Will equal these moments
Meant just for me
Alone and quiet
At peace and grateful
Embraced by...
#happiness
504 reads
29 Comments
enough autumn and upbeat crap
Upbeat autumn is nice
Foliage
Burnt orange leaves
Pumpkin spice coffee
How much happiness ?
Tell me that friend
It's just a matter of time
I'll need the usual
Bdsm lullabies
Cold Dungeons
Your welts and bruises
Bringing me pleasure
Foliage
Burnt orange leaves
Pumpkin spice coffee
How much happiness ?
Tell me that friend
It's just a matter of time
I'll need the usual
Bdsm lullabies
Cold Dungeons
Your welts and bruises
Bringing me pleasure
#happiness
#inspirational
#fall #DeepUndergroundPoetry
#fall #DeepUndergroundPoetry
255 reads
14 Comments
I Have Ran With The Wind
I can now lay my weary soul to rest
Hear the thunder of my feet as my tears in remembrance, eyes have silently wept
I was one with the wind my trail of glory in every breath living my passion with a smile
My sweat, my thrive in every accumulating mile
I soared in freedom as my heart and mind to Mother Earth I once beautifully commend
My blood spillage unto gun fire, tears unto those left behind, whereas, my absence I can never blend into humanity again
At peace in the cradle of God’s plan, the will to choose thy path given to every man
I go now, justice for...
Hear the thunder of my feet as my tears in remembrance, eyes have silently wept
I was one with the wind my trail of glory in every breath living my passion with a smile
My sweat, my thrive in every accumulating mile
I soared in freedom as my heart and mind to Mother Earth I once beautifully commend
My blood spillage unto gun fire, tears unto those left behind, whereas, my absence I can never blend into humanity again
At peace in the cradle of God’s plan, the will to choose thy path given to every man
I go now, justice for...
#happiness
#morality
#passion
282 reads
14 Comments
Watching Balls Drop
Every December 31st
I’m at home watching the ball drop
While people are celebrating, dancing and kissing
I’m under the covers intrigued with WAP
(Writing A Poem)
I was never much of a clubgoer or reveler
I’ve always been a homebody
Perhaps I should make it a goal to visit Time Square
Freeze my ass off for bit, live a little and party
I like being at home remembering the old days
When fireworks and music would fill the night
But that was the old country and now in it’s place
Is being cozy in bed snacking and...
I’m at home watching the ball drop
While people are celebrating, dancing and kissing
I’m under the covers intrigued with WAP
(Writing A Poem)
I was never much of a clubgoer or reveler
I’ve always been a homebody
Perhaps I should make it a goal to visit Time Square
Freeze my ass off for bit, live a little and party
I like being at home remembering the old days
When fireworks and music would fill the night
But that was the old country and now in it’s place
Is being cozy in bed snacking and...
#happiness
#hope
#inspirational
#silence
#aging
71 reads
8 Comments
You make me smile
You make me smile.
My smile hides so much.
But it shows even more.
And I hope it shines for you.
Caressing the soul.
Still I will always dare.
Welcoming the spirit.
And ever so quirky.
A lover's smile is best.
Every smile means so much.
But that one special smile...
It embodies them all.
It embodies you.
My smile hides so much.
But it shows even more.
And I hope it shines for you.
Caressing the soul.
Still I will always dare.
Welcoming the spirit.
And ever so quirky.
A lover's smile is best.
Every smile means so much.
But that one special smile...
It embodies them all.
It embodies you.
#happiness
#love
#girlfriend #inspirational
#girlfriend #inspirational
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41 Comments
Shhhhhh
and on the days
when the world spins out of control
when there seems to be always
just one more hassle to contend with
he needs to put himself
into the hands of his lady
ask her to hold him gently
keep him safe and warm and quietly contented
and let her love him
the way that she loves him best
~
#happiness
#lover
#support
#respect
#crush
170 reads
6 Comments
beyond bliss
kindle me your affection
in the vaporizing sounds
liquidity lingers
night will not tell
preforming an art
called humanity
truth rattles my bones
time pirouetting
joyous celibate tears
the odor
of utopian sentiment
cries
ad infinitum
Ⓒ Copyrights owned by rianne
in the vaporizing sounds
liquidity lingers
night will not tell
preforming an art
called humanity
truth rattles my bones
time pirouetting
joyous celibate tears
the odor
of utopian sentiment
cries
ad infinitum
Ⓒ Copyrights owned by rianne
#happiness
#motivational
153 reads
Recipe for Happiness
Pretty much everybody is a top chef when it comes to preparing hate, anger, depression, and so many other unhealthy dishes. The ingredients used are just so darn rotten that the consumers themselves become bitter.
I’m startled whenever I see people ingest those dishes on a daily basis. How can they handle taking in all of those negative calories in such large amounts? It saddens me to see their abused bodies and souls being put through that unhealthy diet.
I used to follow that diet; it was what everyone ingested. It seemed far easier to simply eat that garbage instead...
I’m startled whenever I see people ingest those dishes on a daily basis. How can they handle taking in all of those negative calories in such large amounts? It saddens me to see their abused bodies and souls being put through that unhealthy diet.
I used to follow that diet; it was what everyone ingested. It seemed far easier to simply eat that garbage instead...
#happiness
#LifeGoals
#support #healing
#support #healing
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2 Comments
Howland Island 2023!
Howland Island... ahh the romance of it all.
HOWLAND ISLAND? W.T.F! WHERE ON GOD'S EARTH IS THAT?!!
Well, it's pretty remote, in fact, it's uninhabited -
Apart from a few wild birds.
Wild birds, now there's a thought...
How about a wild night at this desolate outpost with NightGoddess,
Ringing and bringing in the new year, last of all -
On Howland Island, (U.S.A)?
It doesn't have to be barren tonight baby,
Even on this one damn lonely rock;
As we sip champagne, look to the heavens, contemplate...
I'm...
HOWLAND ISLAND? W.T.F! WHERE ON GOD'S EARTH IS THAT?!!
Well, it's pretty remote, in fact, it's uninhabited -
Apart from a few wild birds.
Wild birds, now there's a thought...
How about a wild night at this desolate outpost with NightGoddess,
Ringing and bringing in the new year, last of all -
On Howland Island, (U.S.A)?
It doesn't have to be barren tonight baby,
Even on this one damn lonely rock;
As we sip champagne, look to the heavens, contemplate...
I'm...
#happiness
#love
#hope
#motivational
#nature
165 reads
14 Comments
Puppetress
She turned her face to the summer sky
Sudden, how birds don't fly
Instead they hung from her humid strands
as she danced them, with her hands
Her hair curled on her heated brow
like crow wings in a feathered frown
Her face upturned in lit white gold
Her eyes, eyes!, were lightning bolts
She traced her shape with beams of sun
Cut her clothes, as the shadows run
And white, so white her chest
As if so new, as if just left
-There, by God, his second guess
To tease the sun and make it press
it's own...
Sudden, how birds don't fly
Instead they hung from her humid strands
as she danced them, with her hands
Her hair curled on her heated brow
like crow wings in a feathered frown
Her face upturned in lit white gold
Her eyes, eyes!, were lightning bolts
She traced her shape with beams of sun
Cut her clothes, as the shadows run
And white, so white her chest
As if so new, as if just left
-There, by God, his second guess
To tease the sun and make it press
it's own...
#happiness
106 reads
ONE OF THE THIRD
I'm one of 'the third'
who go to bed nuuhd,
not donning PJ's
at the end of days
but hit the sack peeled,
as survey revealed.
Go into the night
with bits out of sight
under the covers
(lone or with lovers),
tasting the freedom
from clothes. (Who needs 'em?)
who go to bed nuuhd,
not donning PJ's
at the end of days
but hit the sack peeled,
as survey revealed.
Go into the night
with bits out of sight
under the covers
(lone or with lovers),
tasting the freedom
from clothes. (Who needs 'em?)
#happiness
#night
#sleep
251 reads
4 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Happiness by Top Critiquers