"happines" poems
I was looking in my grandmother's old vegetable plot
Searching in and amongst the fragrant sweet peas
When I found an old brown mud encrusted teapot
Tangled up in roots of old forgotten trees.
Then I found my grandmother's old rusty *****
This had seen some action back in its day.
I held the teapot close and the memories had stayed
Had visions of may poles where my Gran used to play.
She'd pour her tea, drink it then invert the cup
Twist it three times one way and then the other
Turn the cup the right way up
Funny old ways hd my Grandmother.
She had her special way of making a brew
And I loved her such a lot
Searching and recalling scenes and there are a few
I found happines in an old brown teapot.
Oct 22, 2013
Oct 22, 2013 at 3:22 AM UTC
I remember when I was a child I disliked reading books , mostly all of them . They all had a specific ending it could be happy or sad and sometimes something in between. Somehow I knew that I could never read the words writen in my heart by someone elses pen so unknowingly I started writing. I started writing as what a normal child would have to, when he starts to dream and imagine about all the things that one wants and desires and everything one knows he could be. I started writing in the blank page of life . I wrote my desires my ideals my character my adventures and everything else I thought I needed my life to be about. Pages full of happines, memories , mistakes and terrible regrets. All my darkest desires ,darkest secrets my best and worst qualities. Since I was a child the only thing I didn't give importance was time , time was passing fast right before my eyes into the words I was writing on that blank page . I never stood still to realise that until now . My life was turning into my worst nightmare filled only with paranoia and fears. I never realised that getting so hooked into what you want life to be and what it actually is would turn my reality upside down and realised I was living in a lie that I was writing . As I was stading alone in the dark yesterday I woke up . The page I started to write since I was a child run out of all empty spaces , I dont know how old I was back than but now I'm 21 and the worst thing is that I realised that I'm one of those humans helplessly stupid and I've wasted so much time rewriting and correcting on that blank page everything that I thought was wrong and now my blank page looked like the messy adventurous confusion I wanted my life to be. Today I woke up and I had a new page to write on and I've only writed four sentences the only four sentences I decided to keep as a treasure from my life
as far as today.
To desire is to dream
To dream is to want
to want is to do
And to do is to live.
Oct 2, 2018
Oct 2, 2018 at 5:54 PM UTC
if everyone was cheerful there would be no sad
just a world of happines. life would be so glad
lots of smiling faces we would always see
just a world so joyful no more misery.
wouldnt it be nice if we could be this way
just a happy world each and everyday.
smiles on every face filled with such delight
the world would be a happy place. cheerful and so bright
Oct 4, 2014
Oct 4, 2014 at 7:58 AM UTC
Living in a world of grey
Though only black and white
Are the colors that I see
Whether day or night
I just really can't believe
That what You see is true
And how can you tell me
That i should feel like you
Seeing flowers trees and birds
And plays, and sad, sad movies
Does not invoke such thoughts you see
And you can't show them to me
My world is perfect, pristine and white
You nought but trespass here
What audacity you have
To say my world is weird
My heart is great and deep and wide
More empty than the night
I rather think you cluttered
Sure you have your feelings right?
Through depths of sorrow can I waltz
Like floating on the breeze
Your happines is much too loud
And unplesant for me
I still can't figure how you get
So angry and upset
Over things that others do
When still you've never met
Please instruct me, teach me
Oh great, wise, philosopher
Just how it is I need
Your feelings that occur
You say I'm broken, strange, messed up
You say you can help
I say if you are that good at it
Then you should help yourself
Your social customs, curticies
You do them without purpose
You cling so tightly hold them close
I gladly call them worthless
I'm not so cold and callused
As though it prolly seems
I'm really still working on
Which response you need
I may not cry when someone falls
Whether you or I
But I can promise I'll be the first
To help your tears to dry
Friend and family and acquaintance
All mean the same to me
I'll gladly help you when you need
With no return or fee
Eating breathing sometimes bleeding
Still less man than machine
Dont be so surprised when I
Respond mechanically
Living in a world of grey
Though only black and white
Are the colors that I see
There's only wrong or right
Aug 24, 2016
Aug 24, 2016 at 7:14 PM UTC
i like to watch the dolphins swimming in the sea
with there smiley face as happy as can be
leaping through the air underneath the sky
with elegance and grace as they gently fly
standing on there tails through the waves they skim
with there built in sonar to guide them when they swim
such a lovely creature intelligent his he
swimming in the ocean with his life so free.
a favorite with the children they all love them so
it fills there heart with happines gives there heart a glow
i like to watch the dolphins swimming in the sea
anywhere theres dolphins i just long to be.
Sep 22, 2014
Sep 22, 2014 at 10:05 AM UTC
if everyone was cheerful there would be no sad
just a world of happines. life would be so glad
lots of smiling faces we would always see
just a world so joyful no more misery.
wouldnt it be nice if we could be this way
just a happy world each and everyday.
smiles on every face filled with such delight
the world would be a happy place cheerful and so bright
Mar 21, 2015
Mar 21, 2015 at 12:30 PM UTC
they say there is a heaven with angels flying bye
great big pearly gates high up in the sky
filled with lots of love where all your worries cease
a place where we can go so we can rest in peace.
where we can start a new without worry or the pain
just a world of happines where we can live again
watching over loved ones sending down our love
from our home in heaven with angels up above
Apr 12, 2016
Apr 12, 2016 at 11:32 AM UTC
Golden arches,
Some stop to eat.
Mouse ears,
Some stop to retreat.
All these shops that we see
And all the smiling faces
Plastered on a mascot
Brings the viewer to higher places.
The holidays come,
The people gather 'round
A flat screen TV
And knock each other to the ground.
Here used to lie an orange grove
That provided for the land.
Now times have changed, values too.
In its place a theme park stands.
This generation's happines
Can be bought and sold
By paper we deem valuable
For that is what we're told.
Yet the sight of a valley
Brings me more joy
Than any handy dandy
Service, gadget, toy.
Aug 26, 2013
Aug 26, 2013 at 12:08 PM UTC
i like to watch the dolphins swimming in the sea
with there smiley face as happy as can be
leaping through the air underneath the sky
with elegance and grace as they gently fly
standing on there tails through the waves they skim
with there built in sonar to guide them when they swim
such a lovely creature intelligent his he
swimming in the ocean with his life so free.
a favorite with the children they all love them so
it fills there heart with happines gives there heart a glow
i like to watch the dolphins swimming in the sea
anywhere theres dolphins i just long to be.
Apr 11, 2015
Apr 11, 2015 at 8:55 AM UTC
everyday my eyes go fluttering,
here and there, everywhere,
*every hour seems like a year,
waiting for a person in despair,*
*not a person I would love,
but someone I long to see,
every minute of the day,
I may sound confusing,
but pay attention,
'cause I do.*
Attentively watch, await,long,
for that one envelope,*
inside which would be a page,
a white but unblank paper,
with words and exclaimations
About your explainations,
and your whereabout,
as I wait for that person
To bring me a letter from my beloved,
my dear love, my craving,
* my sole purpose of living,*
*I convince myself by saying,
the post man must be lost! *
*or perhaps just lazy and late,
for he never comes,*
and makes me wait in vain,
*Sometimes I loose hope,
the only thing I've got,
but recall your face,
and remake my mind,*
*saying, maybe times are rough,
reason why you can't write to me,
these days,
perhaps just the work*
*that keeps you busy all day,
but yes I do wish you could just take time out,
to write three words on a card,*
i love you.
send it to me,end my vacant wait..*
*It's been five years now,
you never wrote or even called,
ah! yes I received a telegram today,
Right now I opened it,
and as I opened it,*
tears kissed my cheeks,
of happines that you did care!*
but soon my tears of joy
turned into blood sobs,
when I read in the letter that you were gone,
*passed away five years ago,
while saving someone at war,*
sorrow could not leave my side
*knowing it was all I had,
and my heart wept,
my eyes went numb,*
*at the letters on that little note,
but at the end were the three words*
I had longed to hear,rather see,
"he loved you."
*Was all I could bear to see,
my brain stopped working,
my limbs went void,
now, I still don't know why,
I wait for you..*
I'm old now you know?
*I wish you could see me,
wrinkled and stupid,
for I still wait for that day,
when I would get to see you at last,
with a letter saying those three little words,*
"come with me"
*tonight and forever,
we would make up for lost time,
and spend once more our lives,*
but for now my longing is still not over,
for I still wait for the postman,
behind my window,*
and I need no doors or even locks,
as my gaze still remains fixed on my post box..
Dec 9, 2013
Dec 9, 2013 at 1:14 PM UTC
Wine and cigarettes all i have in vain
But nothing comes close to ease my pain
Winter has frozen my pale fingers
As i walk and linger
My father's last words flew through my heart
As he touched my face and i cried to never part
The wood floor creaked as i walked
The walls shattered as i talked
He said the old house is alive
I knew it when it was so quiet at night
Whenever i said my flat prayers to Christ
I did not come back for melancholy of my boyhood friends
As memories have always been in the right places to suspend
Like cold brief kisses shared before goodbyes
Struggling for never ending happines to come by
Autumn came when i was still deep in slumber
Tucked up innocent in his warm chamber
Whenever i opened my eyes again he was there
Watching out the window, looking so fair
There were nights when the ferry docked
And those distinct shapes in the mist outside i could not make out
There he went away
Ferried over so far away
As i did to him likewise now
Aug 23, 2011
Aug 23, 2011 at 10:57 AM UTC
Do you remember the taste of my lips when we kissed
true those moment i realy do miss
when i held your face between my palms
so tender keeping yu from harm
Do you remember when we hugged
those moments when we were intwined
when your heart bet with mine
and every thing seemed so fine
Do you remember ma head on your thighs
and you held me like a child in a cry
those smiles
those moments should have lasted a longer while
Do you remember that stare that made you afraid of ma eyes
you were kept busy by the blue skies
watching time slowly fly
i miss those cute pupils ooh my!
Do you remember that ice cream guy
you don't remember the pinpop! Why?
and the candies that you gave me only a few
*** please don't tell me you dnt have a clue
Fine do you remember that selfie
the one i shared with a tag 'my future wifie'
smiles i will sure marry you
and the happines for our destiny; heavens have a clue
Do you remember when the sun went down
and that day we had to crown
the way we held hands and waists in town
they were jealous; you didn't see them frawn
Do you remember the Nairobi rains
with those poor drains
we got wet in love
we did like in the movies; laughs...
do you stil remember that day i got mad
you leaving early made me sad
heh we parted without a bye
and for another day i had to standby
to make up and make out
to talk sweet and refrain shouts
to let you know that i love you with no doubts
that point that you leave my world itl be all ouch!
Hope you stil remember the monument
it marked the end of my visit and my light moments
this memories are just a torment
but for a lifetym to stay they meant
Those kisses still quench my thirst
in your arms im safe that i trust
those rains still wash away my tears
for birds' chirps are still melody to my ear
candies taste exerctly as yua kiss
and for your face i have the night skies
Hope you remember you promises
for tomorow you wil stil be my princess
till mummy you become and a queen
i will love you handsomely that i promise
Aug 19, 2015
Aug 19, 2015 at 4:35 AM UTC
Thousands of years ago, a vile beast was born.
It promised prosperity and happines. If only they had known
that this beast was only hiding it's true face behind a mask,
we wouldn't live this torment thousands of years past.
But a prophecy was written. An old, wise man once said;
*"The time will come when man will overcome their dread.
It will be then when the Titan awakens from its sleep,
and send the evil beast to hell. So, so very deep."*
Even to this present day the beast is still alive.
Breeding on, its power threatens all of mankind,
but the day has come when we shall fight the beast.
We shall not fear it anymore. Not even the least.
Raise your banners! Raise your fists!
Demand a world where we can live.
Fight for freedom! Fight for justice!
Awaken the Titan from its slumber.
The time has come to end this suffering.
The Titan in us lies deep within.
Open your eyes, and let it guide you
to a new world where we all live in peace.
Jul 21, 2012
Jul 21, 2012 at 2:10 PM UTC
Sweating danger,sensitiveness,lonelines less annoyance,its like playing unconditionally,suscribe thee.smile is your triumph,happines is your dream,hatred is your chum,teasin'g,pissing e're friend of hatred,it discover a rotten inside,it got no answer,nor relief nor ablaze.it reduces,desguise and re-use velocity on your vector,it creates bumps and pumps as it accelarates anger,self eestem nor a lion heart but a better sweet around you
May 7, 2011
May 7, 2011 at 4:42 AM UTC
Blood on my hands doesnt wash clean as that from my mind.
in temptation we did bask for moments in despair I know
all to well.
A fool to imagine a ghost but in a less than empty room.
Sweet girl dont try to see beyond that which laughs befor you.
Im a shipwreck in low tide.
A vessel to long ive tasted time in it's bitter affliction.
A page away from a traggedy a night less in thought.
Behind the mask you'll find no reason.
Strangers we shall remain togather in this bed.
My words nothing more than fragment of a driffters heart.
Black and white images sharp tell stories i do not
wish to share.
Wine glimmers in crystal by the fire's light.
Towards a lesser man you lean to fill a need.
****** of the pen bleeding in thought.
The night's end and a comfort does point without direction.
The shoe if worn isnt all it seem's to be.
Ive cast stones breaking emotions to uncover all
that isnt me.
Sharing less more than friction then with light i'll trace
curves never speaking in my lies truth.
Im a ******* but least im real.
They want a devils fire in trade of a moments
encounter to seethe picture for what it is seldome is as
beautiful as dellusions of a dream.
Moments no matter there timeframe always stay.
like scars there forever on display.
I take pictures only in thought and paste secrets of beauthy apon
my minds cluttred wall.
Whispers of passion regrets I cherish so dear.
Shared a nights velvet inside more than thought.
Although in this moment i share space.
Im never truely here.
And in mornings light just maybe happines in thought.
leaves the warmth in the emptyness behind.
Althougth far from a companion in flesh within memory
you shall exist in this jaded mind.
Feb 3, 2011
Feb 3, 2011 at 4:00 AM UTC
She cried for happines
like wolf cried in moon
she prayed for good
but she only got the worst
as she walked the empty road
searching the way to boulevar of broken dreams
She took the last cigarette and dissapeard in the fog of her lonely day
Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 3:30 PM UTC
Sitting in the dark
The Universe descends into oblivion
The only reality is us
The only truth is this very moment
In all its honesty
Filled with both longing and love
No thought but to be blanketed in each others electricity
Perhaps a hint of perfection
Or what feels enchanted
If things were different
If the Universe still existed
If reality was this,
Two hearts in desperate need
Finding what they weren't even looking for
If an honest heart meant an honest life
If this moment was everything
Then...
happines does exist
Oct 24, 2014
Oct 24, 2014 at 8:46 PM UTC
this for you angel!
happines from heaven is love with intentions of faithfulness!
dont let no lie bring your brAin cons ions down!
for when you walk with your heAd down , your suffering!
its like living in hell!
where kids die of hunger
trees get turned to paper plastic and pencils!
for you two can write with stones on stones!
dont let the sky your love where your sun is at die in the concrete jungle!
that happiness!
those beautifull mountAins turned to beautifull temples!
we are walking all as one through apakalypse!
covered faces, distintive races as we are imbracing
for were not racing
we got pAtiance and my time is my evidence!
never look at the clock!
shadow around the tre let you know whT time it is,
stars relocating you to your destinAtion!
follow the ants for they are saving all the seeds!
follow the birds for each bird eats a different seed!
follow the jAguar for it will teAc you how to fight!
become one with your mind!
you are here to die, but with someone you love by your side!
bless my daughter mArysol quetzal zaragoza n if this heart mormor kills me body, my mind will live eternAlly
Jul 22, 2014
Jul 22, 2014 at 8:52 PM UTC
The sparkle in your eyes,
The love in your hug,
The touch of your hand,
The warmth of your cheek,
The happines you gave,
The moments that we shared,
The kisses that i promised,
It will always be there,
Where ever you go,
How far you go,
It will always be there,
You will allways be there.
Jan 22, 2014
Jan 22, 2014 at 6:23 AM UTC
I curse this iron Hope i have
That ties me to you
Like an iron rope,
That forces me to chase you
It has taken hold of me
and it wont let go of me
So I cant let go of you
I have every reason to forget you
But there is no reasoning with a heart
So every time I see you
I feel like this could be the start
I know its cant be true
but still I Hope
When I know there is no Hope
Even after all the lies
All the painful sighs
I still act suprised
To see my happines denied
Because my hope never dies
This Hope is so cruel
No matter how hard i try
No matter how many times i cry
I am still a fool
Still chasing after you
I am cursed by this idea
and the feelings it brings
forced to chase
what i know i can't have
these feeling are the worse
so i curse this Hope
Because,
This Hope is my curse
Aug 7, 2010
Aug 7, 2010 at 11:35 AM UTC
While the stars burn in the sky and the moon falls. While the milky way collapses and planet earth moves from its orbital axis.
Let me be in heaven.
Let me be there still standing. Walking the golden streets with you as my diamond shining ever so bright, by my side. Let us live forever, forever holding hands. Let us be forever, with eternity cryng, 'when will it end!'.
But if its not so, and i am not there. Let me love you forever, till i burn in hell. Let my bones fry as i look up and see heaven with you inside. Allow a tear to come from my eye, one of happines to see you'er way up high. Allow a smile, to grace my burns, as i look up high and say, 'she once was my girl'.
That angel above this sinful world.
Feb 5, 2010
Feb 5, 2010 at 7:00 PM UTC
Comfort is questioned.
As another story unveals tonight,
the uncharted road not explored.
A familiar image appears.
With a flash of lightning
on both the left and right.
Breathe in.Scent of Pure bliss, with a hint of carpe diem
Though it is not our home.
For we do not have one,yet.
Not caused by anything, but our true desire.
Constant change and chance.
Solely living life.
Where we'll end , who knows.
Fate is devious, but tasteful
and factors out what does not accommodate you.
A sudden noise begins.
Eyelids open.
my alarm has waken me.
I sit up fast.
Why was this dream so concealed?
Buried so deep, unseen to even me til now.
I look arond in a new place, alone.
remembering the first road explored.
So easy. Simple. So 'Normal".
Thoughts pop as if it were popcorn thrown in a fire.
Love is infinite and blind,
but aquires true ambitions.
Happines doesnt grow.
It is inevitable,
if its genuinely you.
Another chance as a taste arises.
Do you go for it or deny it?
Similar devotion from both sides required.
Hearts get taken and then shattered.
As it is a part of LIVING life.
Being scared of it is a silly choice.
Human nature makes it so hard to deal.
Doesn't make it impossible.
Living Life and finding self-fullfillment isn't easy,
for if it was, being alive would be just as unreal as a DREAM.
May 9, 2013
May 9, 2013 at 3:50 AM UTC
When you meet them, you will not see it
but you will feel it
your heart will beat steadier/
your palms will find relaxation
warmth will no longer lie within your favorite winter sweater
and suddenly
their worries will become your own
their pain will flow through your veins
then one night you will lie awake in bed and realize that the soul you're in love with is broken
you will hurt eachother
sometimes they'll cut you deeper
but you will only care to heal their scars
you were drowning in your own cup of water and along came another broken glass
there will be days when the sun won't shine as bright
nights when your bed sheets will feel colder
their eyes won't always sparkle at the sound of your voice
and you will feel it in your stomach,
in your soul
when they cry
your throat will knot first
and the saddest thing is, you will signify their happines
you - who are broken too
but they are not waiting on you to fix them
things won't always be okay
and that's…okay
Apr 22, 2014
Apr 22, 2014 at 5:36 AM UTC
Happines went away.
In your place i found a way.
I tried to remember your face,
But i couldn't take my mind off your voice.
I'm only 20, Miss Solitude, young and longing for fulfillments.
I know you used to play tricks on naive young men.
But i am different. I am not just a man who runs and plays.
Through misery i have ploughed.
Here in your hotel room together we watch the city breathing.
I put my hands on your breast wondering.
Do you feel my youth running so wildly through my veins?
They say young men are not acquainted with no love nor with pain.
When you held me so tight couldn't you feel my heart beating like crazy?
When you looked deep into my eyes couldn't you see the pride of my manhood?
Take our picture as the night grows darker so lazy
I want to remember us like this if i could
These walls have our night secret
The unspoken passion we shared.
The nights we spent somehow
Listening to the sound of the rain falling down the window.
If this were a dream, i would be dreaming in a vivid dream.
Lights of colours your eyes beam.
Your lips tell me a thousand stories of passion and hopes.
The delightful scent of your hair ties me to you like a rope.
Come back to bed.....
I want more of your love.
Oct 14, 2010
Oct 14, 2010 at 7:31 PM UTC
Wherever I go, I always want to go back
I want to see my street
I want to see the linden
Oh, unforgettable place
I'll always search for it
It's not a thing, it's a feeling'
Endless love, springing happines
When I sleep at home, there's no reason to wake up
Trough my window I'll always see my mother's love
My family, my support
Forever my whole world
How I dared to go far away
To leave my lovely place
How can I be happy
with all the strangers on my way
One day I will cry for them
I will remember their smiles
But I will be in tears
Dec 24, 2020
Dec 24, 2020 at 5:32 PM UTC