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.
Joys Fight
I let myself feel too joyous.
Pain relished in
tormenting and reminding me.
Of all my salty agonies.
In me there is a deadly poisonous garden
behind every joyous wall.
My thoughts are scratched by a vine
of gigantic thorns.
Tearing holes in my scars.
Joy fights for survival
but she's wounded bad.
I stop.
I embrace the uninvited, unwanted emotions.
Ask them if they would mentor me.
I walked into pains room.
I can't tell you what I learned.
You have your own journey to follow.
...
Pain relished in
tormenting and reminding me.
Of all my salty agonies.
In me there is a deadly poisonous garden
behind every joyous wall.
My thoughts are scratched by a vine
of gigantic thorns.
Tearing holes in my scars.
Joy fights for survival
but she's wounded bad.
I stop.
I embrace the uninvited, unwanted emotions.
Ask them if they would mentor me.
I walked into pains room.
I can't tell you what I learned.
You have your own journey to follow.
...
#happiness
#SelfDiscovery
#fear
80 reads
4 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
540 reads
29 Comments
Life Lessons from Carlie
If there is something you want, go after it…Whether it’s a lizard, a bubble, a ball, a snuggle, a person, or a dream….Go after it.
Find a spot in the sun. We are all solar powered. Don’t forget to charge yourself.
Don’t save new toys. New or old, play with whatever your heart desires. There is no time like the present.
Twitch your nose in a fresh breeze.
Know your boundaries but be open minded.
Keep your people, and your blankies, close.
Communicate. Let people know how you feel.
Go on car rides. Chase birds....
Find a spot in the sun. We are all solar powered. Don’t forget to charge yourself.
Don’t save new toys. New or old, play with whatever your heart desires. There is no time like the present.
Twitch your nose in a fresh breeze.
Know your boundaries but be open minded.
Keep your people, and your blankies, close.
Communicate. Let people know how you feel.
Go on car rides. Chase birds....
#happiness
#love
#heartbroken
#dogs
#LifeCycle
366 reads
29 Comments
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
279 reads
4 Comments
Crazy Happiness
Be the person you
want to be
By doing what
makes you happy
Be crazy sometimes
Have some fun
But always remember
Treat the Ladies
With Kindness and Respect
While being there
for them when
they need you
to comfort them
So don't worry
Be Happy
want to be
By doing what
makes you happy
Be crazy sometimes
Have some fun
But always remember
Treat the Ladies
With Kindness and Respect
While being there
for them when
they need you
to comfort them
So don't worry
Be Happy
#happiness
#kindness
#hope
#women
#respect
288 reads
11 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
363 reads
14 Comments
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
519 reads
15 Comments
On turning back the clock
Many people would love
To have such opportunity
Not me
For I am pleased with where I am
Have no desire to go bak
To the pains, the mess, the indecisions
The constant fight to scrounge a living
I have no desire to go back and have to
Deal with aspects of love and social bonds
Which I never have understood
I have no wish to go back
And fight fight fight in that pecking order
Always being trampled on
And pretty much ending at rock bottom.
No no no.
I am pleased to be in my humble space
Away...
To have such opportunity
Not me
For I am pleased with where I am
Have no desire to go bak
To the pains, the mess, the indecisions
The constant fight to scrounge a living
I have no desire to go back and have to
Deal with aspects of love and social bonds
Which I never have understood
I have no wish to go back
And fight fight fight in that pecking order
Always being trampled on
And pretty much ending at rock bottom.
No no no.
I am pleased to be in my humble space
Away...
#happiness
#strength
37 reads
6 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
280 reads
14 Comments
Sunday at Mugshots
she comes into the
coffee shop some
Sundays
brings her guitar,
writes and sings
her own songs
I watch her set
up her equipment,
go through her
paces
she dresses like a
flower from the
60's
and there is a warm
wind blowing across
Tuscany
as people sit at
an outdoor cafe,
drink expresso
in small white
cups and smoke
long, thin cigars
and the horse races
go on at Longchamp
where Debussy has
laid down a bundle ...
coffee shop some
Sundays
brings her guitar,
writes and sings
her own songs
I watch her set
up her equipment,
go through her
paces
she dresses like a
flower from the
60's
and there is a warm
wind blowing across
Tuscany
as people sit at
an outdoor cafe,
drink expresso
in small white
cups and smoke
long, thin cigars
and the horse races
go on at Longchamp
where Debussy has
laid down a bundle ...
#happiness
113 reads
6 Comments
Shadows Idle, Underfoot
My shadow, idle, waits for you
under my feet; It's shy at noon.
I am bare foot, feeling the squirming
-The restlessness of that manmade shade
wanting escape.
It can't stand the waiting,
to see you.
Yours will peek, soon,
when you arch into a tiptoe
when greeting me.
Now your shadow, barely touching open air,
like the nose of a shy mouse;
Cautious and curious.
Nervous, but still definite,
as it's stepping out.
How long our shadows stretch, comfortable, ...
under my feet; It's shy at noon.
I am bare foot, feeling the squirming
-The restlessness of that manmade shade
wanting escape.
It can't stand the waiting,
to see you.
Yours will peek, soon,
when you arch into a tiptoe
when greeting me.
Now your shadow, barely touching open air,
like the nose of a shy mouse;
Cautious and curious.
Nervous, but still definite,
as it's stepping out.
How long our shadows stretch, comfortable, ...
#happiness
#love
135 reads
22 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
129 reads
8 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Happiness by Top Critiquers