"happyness" poems
I thought that I found it.
The beauty I was searching for.
I thought that I found it.
The freedom I was fighting for.
I thought that I found it
The happyness I could only write about
I thought that I found it
And that it would stay forever without a doubt
I thought that I found it
But the truth wasn't even a little close
I thought that I found it
But it just happened to be a black rose
Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 6:02 PM UTC
Buzz of electricity.
Snow refrozen in the night air.
Laundry veins cooing.
Trees standing without wind.
Clear sky calling to other life.
A chair of safety and the silver spoon.
What would life be like as a Native or a Black, an Hispanic or Asian?
How much more alone would I feel?
How much more understanding would I need to be?
How much would history paint me?
Would prisons call out for me?
Would ghettos know my name?
Would people condescend?
Mar 2, 2021
Mar 2, 2021 at 3:45 AM UTC
Im happy like a raindbow
which ends with a *** of gold
Im greatful like a raindbow
which is glad its colourfull
Im laughing like a rainbow
which is happy
Im joyful like a rainbow
having fun like the clouds
Im cheerfull like a rainbow
which twinkles in the sky
Im incredible like a rainbow
which lights up te sky
Im loving like a rainbow
which males your day
Im nice like a rainbow
because in a sight of happyness
Nov 17, 2013
Nov 17, 2013 at 4:34 PM UTC
Empty swings.
Playground left behind.
No children playing or running.
No people here laughing.
Or just talking.
Just a mother alone with her mind.
All the happiness gone.
Blown away by the cold northern wind.
The same wind that chilled you.
Killed you.
Took you away.
My sweet child.
And now I am here.
Just me.
A childless mother and her mind.
Standin by the empty swings.
At an empty playground.
Left behind.
I just stand there.
Mourning your untimely death.
Missing your beautiful smile.
Your warm laugh.
Oh my sweet child.
Every day I mourn your death.
Curse the cold norther wind that took you away.
The wind that took a mother's child.
The most precious thing.
Oh my beautiful child.
And every day.
I come back.
To watch the empty swings.
And look back at the past.
To mourn your untimely death.
And every day I watch this empty swings.
The swings you used to play on.
Till this cold northern wind took you away.
Now a mother comes to the empty swings.
Every day.
Crying for the lost of her son.
A childless mother at an empty playground.
All happyness long forgotten.
There by the empty swings.
Jul 20, 2015
Jul 20, 2015 at 6:33 PM UTC
My future and my heart, I'll share them both with you, you're happyness my goal in life, nothing i wouldn't do.
To live amongst the countryside where we both enjoy the view, where birdsong greets the rising sun and the day begins anew.
We'd lay amoungst the scented grass and watch the sky change hue, as there's nowhere else I'd rather be than in the arms of you.
Apr 13, 2017
Apr 13, 2017 at 5:36 AM UTC
Bullies are Haters
And haters are lamers
People like us
are Beutyful and stronger than them
We will not let them win
And we will not let them be the boss
They are not the one who is in control
We control ourself and we don't let the haters ruin our beuty
And we are strong for life
We care for love
We stay and help because we care
We talk and hear
We make mistakes and we forgive them
We share and care
We love and live
We see the light
And we stay in the light
And let our happyness in our face
Smile my friend
Dec 11, 2017
Dec 11, 2017 at 3:46 PM UTC
I got attacked by emotions unexpectedly
It was a sudden turn of life. It was as if ma
life got cursed
I met love which seemed abit shy but it
came in an introduced me to its friend
Happyness
Happyness showed me the true meaning
of love, and surely I did stupid things for
love
Amazingly I saw the true colours of
love.....they were too horrific and painful
towards my heart and soul
Smalls strings of bones in ma heart were
broken and that's when I met
sadness...sadness introduced me to his
guys called Anger and ignorance which led
me to their boss called bitterness. Through
bitterness I was mad as **** then I lost
everything...I faced depression which
made ma mind think terrible things about
me. Suicidal thoughts came along me but
then I thought to myself. After dying what
was I going to be worth to the people
who loved me. I had to complete my legacy
in life. Through the road the goddess came
along within me, his name was hate..I
hated everything I loved with a lot of
jealousy though. And yes...I met jealousy
through all these emotions. Jealousy would
make you like seeing another person
suffer. Everyone thought I was just a
happy kid in need of nothing in his life. But
I was as lonely as a scientist living in a lab
on his own.
U seeing me smile is just another fake
disguise of the shame of feelings I had
within me
I'd like to think myself as a black EMO kid
who lives for nothing but TROMATIZING
LOVE
Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 2:37 AM UTC
Sometimes you need to look back
To see over your shoulder the past,
To remember what brought you luck
And what withered away so fast.
Sometimes you need to look foward
To see the paths that lays down,
To imagine your way even if it's hard
And to realise the happyness sound.
Sometimes you need to look in the mirror
To see your eyes and what's inside,
To learn what you became in life's scissors
And to face yourself with pride.
Sometimes you need to look at the one beside you
To know that he's the reflexion of yourself,
To feel the energy of the self truth
And to the voice of others to not be deaf.
Jun 1, 2019
Jun 1, 2019 at 3:06 AM UTC
Once I broke my left foots ankle
snapped the tendons from the inside bone
Now I wear the burden shackle
life dampened, imprisoned by this supportless zone
The things I used to do cannot be done today
When I jump or run with unattention
the earth moves and I become the fallen one
Near the wheels of zero gravity
is the only likely remedy
Straps to boots super stiff
a way to ride my lifes riff
Happyness found in action
soft social atraction
from genuine interactions
Im happy that I can walk still
and that Im not terminally ill
Dec 17, 2011
Dec 17, 2011 at 5:12 PM UTC
snow angel
star are in your eyes
on this christmas day
you are the love
an happyness .
on this magical day
you feel the heart with joy
on this wonderful christmas day.
snow angel of my heart.
you are the star above me.
on this christmas day.
i wish upon star to night
to hold you in my arms
on christmas day.
O"lovely snow angel
of life .
you are a true gift
to this world .bring hope
an love to all little
boys an girls.
on this christmas day.
snow angel on christmas
you bring peace and hope
an love .
on this christmas day.
you truely are gift
to this world .
on this christmas day.
repeat 4 time a song
Aug 17, 2010
Aug 17, 2010 at 8:07 PM UTC
We are walkers of rocks
Wanderers of plains
Seers of sights unseen
Beers of places un been
Every moment new
Every place new
as each moment passes
We are juicers
Apply a squeeze and twist
And drink the bounty
Pulp and all
Never in the same place twice
As our sun burns through space
As our Galaxy spirals
through the universe
Its always different
As each moment passes
Jun 26, 2016
Jun 26, 2016 at 5:34 PM UTC
ginger snap an
rainbow dot.an
apple pie an mistoe
on this christmas eve.
share the joy of happyness.
on this christmas eve
have a glass of egg nog
egg nog
egg nog
on this christmas eve.
an walnut bread.
an yammy
an yammy
yams.
an coco nut
cream pie
on this christmas eve.
joy joy
feel the love feel the joy .
on this christmas eve.
joy to the world too
all the little boys an girls
santa is comeing with toys
of joy an happyness.
on this christmas eve
merry christmas every one .
share love joy an happyness.
Sep 11, 2010
Sep 11, 2010 at 5:27 PM UTC
snow flake in wind.
i hear my heart sing .
snow angel of early frost
bring the joy of happyness
on wonderful christmas
day .
you are my angel.
you are my song.
your angel of my heart .
on this christmas day.
on this christmas day.
snow angel
snow angel
bless this christmas day
bring all joy to the land
for all the girl an boy.
snow angel of life.
i wish upon the star
tonight .
snow angel
you are the light an hope
on cold winter night .
snow angel
you bring joy an love
also peace to hearts
of many .
you are the special
joy of life .
on this christmas day.
snow angel
of my heart
on this christmas day.
A SONG READ THREE TIME AN SING THAT THE SONG
THANK YOU DENNIS GUNSTEEN
Jul 27, 2010
Jul 27, 2010 at 7:18 PM UTC
It's the first love's last kiss
The last love's first kiss
The unanticipated memory
It's the happy moments turned into tear stains on my favorite shirt i wore just because i new i was seeing you
It's the first love's last cry
The last love's first cry
The moments we can't forget
It's reminiscing to a time you found out you were depressed because you had never felt true happyness until you met her
Apr 2, 2017
Apr 2, 2017 at 12:46 AM UTC
Dedicated entirely to and for Marisa White
So many human cells,
trillions, not billions
staying alive, a constant balance
between losing and making more.
when young and growing,
like you babe,
like you babe,
making many more new,
than we lose.
when we "advance"
to advanced ages,
like me babe,
like me babe,
when old sick,
either body or heart,
starting to die,
losing more than we make.
new cells, no more,
past
tense,
yet, still have colorations of all kinds,
streaming residues inside yet thrive.
the youthful biologist,
you, know all this,
yet still needy seemingly,
for gentlest reminding,
by an inexorably dying man,
prime declining,
so care for these words well,
they won't come again.
for you to imagine a grain
inside you,
so wonderful envisioned,
that the yet uncorrected words
limbo, stasis,
are deleted from the textbooks
as yet unwritten,
on and of you,
writ by you.
I need
but one cell,
of your DNA,
freshly birthed this day,
a canvas of only you,
unsullied by pernicious infected hopelessness,
where, under the microscope electrifying,
I will paint with scalpel and brush,
away the limbo,
injecting the blue dye of
happyness,
to course through your red veins.
how cannot you see,
the potential vastness of the trillions
that awaits, so in need,
needy for coloration by a scientist~poetess,
when a lover good and true appears,
you will birth trillions
new cells in a new body, imagine that,
using only the brightest hues of your untapped potential.
which cell?
so many choices,
so many possibilities,
why that I leave that
up, to you babe,
up up up up up,
up, to you babe.
Feb 16, 2014
Feb 16, 2014 at 8:20 AM UTC
Objectual attachments to material things
cars and gold and shiney rings
The less you have, the more its apparent
that these possesions leave you incoherant
Unresponsive to change
comfy in ignorance
humans are quite strange
Externally subtracted
its a fatal attraction
Internally is where we thive
looking through the minds eye
Over and through
Im done with the lies
pluralized and despised
making money that makes you cry
When you dont have enough to get by
it can be really tough
trying to eat like a heath food nut
Real soul food is love and trust
and the persuit of Happyness
from a life lived with less.
Dec 17, 2011
Dec 17, 2011 at 5:25 PM UTC
Hate the Anger, the things that we miss out the world is like it is against you
I hate people who hurt others in any way
Who would hurt a little child
Anger will fall and happyness will rise
evil will fall and good will rise
when I am angry I write my heart out
so you should too
Nov 8, 2012
Nov 8, 2012 at 10:01 PM UTC
craziness is the best way to describe it.
its like the building block for the upcoming dreadful emotions.
its as if your imagination knows something your heart and mind dont.
like its always a few steps or actions ahead from the rest of you.
you can hear voices from all different paths and you know one of those paths will lead you out of that before stage and back to the happyness but you also know the others will only pitchen in color and theyll close you in and there is no turning back to make the right choice.
but the part that is the craziest is i hear you voice louder then the rest.
its as if im going crazy.
it really is.
with the devils and demons and monsters pulling at the threads that hold me together trying to find that last strand.
but its almost as if someone or something is holding onto that last strand.
saving that last strand.
(a.b)
Dec 17, 2013
Dec 17, 2013 at 11:43 PM UTC
push the reset button!
push the reset button!
should i?
shouldnt i?
i should push this reset button you deserve it you deserve happyness like other people you are very special surely i have to push the reset button to make you happy to creat memories which are better then before i cannot stand by and watch you being so unhappy it was my fault at the first place so it is my responsibility to help you get back to ur feet and walk with u to a certain destination where i wont be able to walk with u it is my responsibility to make sure u happy so i decide to push the reset button
May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 3:45 PM UTC
5th grade...
Moments of pure happyness
Joy was almost inevitable
things we're almost perfect
beautiful
I had THE best friends in the world
middle school is when **** hit the fan
people moved away
I lost contact with almosy everybody
friends thinking about suicide
and our happy little "family"
Has crumpled to dust and ash
by a fire we ignored
and let stay ablaze
for far to long
I miss the simplicity of 5th grade
I had all the friends I would EVER need
I was almost top of the class
life was all around good
Because high school just ruined everything
boys make things ten times more complicated
and now I'm in college
wonder what will go wrong next..
Because some days
I just feel like hiding under the covers
Hiding from life
and it's wicked games...
Jun 8, 2015
Jun 8, 2015 at 3:22 PM UTC
i walk by in a solumn state of mind.
I realize what i have missed in my lifetime."
The heart can do strange things to a man love can change you."
i know i have had to fight my inner demons not change i have fought it off with scraps and a fist.
Can a man who does not care what people think about him what his actions are.
Considering his love has not been returned will she take in consdieration that he would take a bullet for her.
The fact that he is a great friend just a misunderstood fellow who could fit in a indy film with a crew of rejects.
As he hits the end of the road he sees her alone realizing walking away from the hearts true feelings."
The man walks back and starts to run into the battle field of war the bullet hits him and his inner demons say any last words.
The man simply replys i won"t let you control me bleeding and all he charges them with his hearts desire and when the dust settled."
he stood in the hearts battlefied full of broken bodys and failures of his past. As he is walking back for her he"s dirty and injured.
Has peace finally come to him it has no more battles,no fighting demons as he reaches for her the hand into the world he once knew crashed.
His bitter rage he smashes the wall freeing it but the battle that was over had hit them. Egos clashing, , arguing ,backstabbing but people were happy. Not for long though as people felt the bitterness the man had gone through as he finally finds her she is there for him. His happyness was there the whole time but doesn"t like to reveal to much. he realizes melancholy seconds later equals to succession.
Jan 16, 2013
Jan 16, 2013 at 2:49 PM UTC
push the reset button!
push the reset button!
should i?
shouldnt i?
i should push this reset button you deserve it you deserve happyness like other people you are very special surely i have to push the reset button to make you happy to creat memories which are better then before i cannot stand by and watch you being so unhappy it was my fault at the first place so it is my responsibility to help you get back to ur feet and walk with u to a certain destination where i wont be able to walk with u it is my responsibility to make sure u happy so i decide to push the reset button
May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 3:45 PM UTC
Christmas peace an ,love, an joy.
on this christmas day.
feel the joy of happyness.
share the love of peace my friends
feel all hearts with joy of smiles and
love
on this wonderful day.
peace on earth,
and lovely smile on this Christmas day.
Christmas peace and love an joy.
on this Christmas day.
hear the angel sing .
on this Christmas day.
feel your heart with joy and love .
on this Christmas day.
god bless this world on this
christmas day.
feel the love of joy on this Christmas
day.
repeat verse 5 time the song
Dec 13, 2010
Dec 13, 2010 at 5:23 PM UTC
Dear christmas
god bless children of this world
bring all the joy happyness.
on this christmas day.
let share the love of
peace an joy.
on this christmas day.
for children of this world.
on brick at time we can build
a world of peaceful hearts.
one brick at time we can stop
the hate.
and share the love in the world.
let share are time an build a
world of peace.
let stop the tears that cry in night.
an tell are children to dry there tears.
am tell them
yes we can
build a world of peace my children
one brick at a time.
let walk with peace in are hearts
an share the love peace.
we share the love of peace.
Dec 1, 2010
Dec 1, 2010 at 3:08 PM UTC
Corlotta. She's my heart. My future wife, and the sun rises with her smile and lowers with the moon. Her smile is as beautiful as a baby being born. She's built for greatness. She's the ying to my yang and without her ying my world would surely fall apart. But with the good comes the bad. She's confidential and thats new to me. I have to learn my way into her thoughts, but sometimes she stops me. Although even with that I feel as if my heart beats to the rhythm of her laughter, and I know that if I stay with her my life will be filled with joy and happyness. She's my heart, she's the air I breath, and without her I'd surely die instantly.
Jul 22, 2010
Jul 22, 2010 at 6:36 PM UTC