Ppy poems on Hello Poetry

The Good Pussy Nov 2014

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                               happy
                        happy happy
                      happy happy ha
                     ppy happy happy
                      happy happy ha
                      ppy happy happ
                      y  happy  happy
                      happy happy ha
                      ppy happy happ
                      y  happy   happy
                      happy happy ha
                      ppy happy happ
                      y   happy  happy
                      happy happy ha
                      ppy happy happ
                      y   happy  happy
         happy happy        happy happy
      happy happy ha    ppy happy happy
    happy happy hap   ppy happy happy
        happy happy          happy happy

Paul Hardwick Nov 2015

h@ppy christmas all!

As we slip
into December
just wanted to be the first

To be wishing
all yours well
in the new universe
that we
all know so well
is yours and mine
parts different in-between
and that's
all we see different

have h@ppy

LoVe P@ul.

So true LoVe YOU! ***.

Theara Steglaidias Feb 2015

Tangled Threads

See.                    I'm.
No-                      fi-                                   I
   thi                   ne.                             was
     ng                  I'm.                        up
        is                Go-                   rea-
          wro-          od,                 lly
               ng.      Okay            late.
           I had a snack before I came.
             The.                              I'm
       make.               I'm                Just
up.                          Not                  Tired.
Makes.                  Broken                      I
       Me                                           Don't
           Look.                                 Feel
                   pale.                Well.
                   Yesterday was great
              I just.          I'm            I just
          Had.                Ha-            Like
      A bad.                ppy.               The
Sleep.                                               Style.

These are the threads
Of my web of lies
That I build above your heads
Strenghth ending everyday

My common day lies
Spun like spiders silk
Drifting unbroken in the skies
So plain it stands hidden

Entwined strings of excuses
To form a mask from the world
With a million uses
To fake that I am whole

Because I am the spider
Creeping through the day
Dangling off silk as my web grows wider
Trapping all the flies

#broken #spider #silk #imfine

solEmn oaSis Dec 2015

esprit de corps *'

what is life???
Life without a music
is just like death without a witness!
but again what is life?Is it the journey
of destiny or ain't it funny to be ha-
ppy go lucky?I don't
wanna be like a
trigger-happy,
what is life for those
who care but lose it?
no feeling of pride,
fellowship, loyalty,
lack of enthusiasm,
devotion and honor!
" no man is an island "
according to John Donne.
but for me-WE ARE ONE is what
*I ah really want to EMPHASIZE!!!

"we can not talk
peace and have
a gun"
says
by
*FM

#shapeofapparition101

In only one head shot...
the spirit of the body
would probably
travel to the air
just like a bullet.
The same as this
magazine,,,our life
loaded as it begun
yet gradually gone
everytime we strum
the trigger of rebellion

#life #unity #pushandpull #reload #unload #insideout #turnitupsidedown #reversalviewing #unitpride #3starsandthesun

dania Jan 2013

thinner

you think i don't know
         how much
         you want
             to be
            small
              thin
              (air)

oh,                    darling
but                     i do
i        want         you
(almost)          (nearly)
just as              much

              i
            want
            you
           with
           all the
           fibers
           of my
           bones

you                       say
you  want             to
be        pretty  for me
be                     skinny
for me           strong
for                        me

i                        saw
you  waste      away
from    flesh     to
skin          to bones
to air         then no-
thing             at all

i want you to feel
ha-
ppy
but you aren't happy
till
you
aren't you anymore

i begged you to stop
but you               just
brushed           me off
you were too far in
and              too far
gone           a hopeless
case               of sorts

Kathy Dehaven Mar 2016

Past 4.

I'm  not ready                                                            I have no
                                                                                     No clue of
                                                                                     My name

                                                                                     I all I
                                                                                    Know is that
                                                                                     I was the
                                                                                    Best FRIEND.
To learn what
I already Know.

ThAt I was
More or less
A biTch.

I hurt hEr
But oh well
She huRt him

It could've been
Resolved but she
Decided she waNted
To be free.

I just made
Him hAppy.

Hello Daisies Jun 2022

Be happy

Be happy
Be happy
Be happy
Be happy
Be happy
Be happy
b e happy
Be h a ..ppy
Be happy
Be happy
Be HAppy
Be haPPY
BE HAPPY
BE HAAAPPY
BE HAPPPPPY
HAPPY
HAPPY
HAPPY
BE
HAPPY
B E
      HAPPY
B
E
H
A
P
Y
BE
*******
HAPPY

BE
      *******
H A  P P Y

I'm trying to remember
To be happy
They say it's a choice
I just have to tell myself
Stop crying
Be happy
I keep telling myself
Stop crying
Be happy
I'll repeat myself
Stop crying
Be happy
When will it work
Or will I just keep
Repeating myself
Stop crying
Be happy
The words lose meaning
It's just gibberish
It's mush
I'm mush
Can I love myself
Can I believe myself
Can I choose to leave
My suffering
I want to stop crying
I want to stop breaking
My own heart
It hurts
So everything hurts
Down the hole I go
Dark and desperate
Crying all the time
But if I tell myself
To smile
Will it help
For awhile
Then I'll fall
Crash into the abyss
Loneliness
My solitude
Give me no gratitude
Let me loathe myself
Til I can climb the hole
And breathe again
Does it really work
I keep trying
A broken record
I'm annoying for sure
But here I go

Be happy
Loser
Be happy
Poser
Be happy
Whiner
Be happy
Be happy
Be happy
Failure
Be happy
I can't seem to just
Be happy
Let my body rest
Let me do things I love
I can always climb above
But it takes me unreasonably long
To stop the dreadful song
And just be ******* happy
Or least
Halfway content

Just
Something
That isn't
This suffering
Love myself
Ha
And forgive myself
Ha
And forget the bad
Haha
And be
Content
For just
A minute
Please

Broken Pieces Jul 2020

Broken Machine

I'm not some broken machine you can f-f-fix,
Trying to make me ha-ppy just causes more conflicts.

I want to be happy, but I                                 Can't,
It's not a w       i     s    h   I can easily grant.

If I could magically be better I'd T             R                  YYYYY,
But my B      R    A    I    N        ..... is set on wanting to die.

#brokenmachine #broken #lost #searching #depressed #lonely #poetry

Ashly Kocher May 2018

Love, live, be...

Love
   Ove
      Ve
         E
Life
  Ife
    Fe
        E
Live
  Ive
    Ve
       E
Free
  Ree
    Ee
      E
Be
  E
Happy
  Appy
    Ppy
      Py
        Y

We Are Stories Feb 2019

4,3,2,1

We all want to be
We all want to be
We all want to be
-long, -lieve, -something that we can’t possibly
Be.
The heart will burn
The heart will burn
The heart will burn
-up, -others, -until we finally start to learn-
We burn.

When we will all
Look further than
We’ve gone before,
We’ve ever been!
You see the blood
Stained on the hands,
The reward for
The self demands!
We all want
To consult
With reflections
That push and pull
Deep beneath
The chest and skull!
Shedding light
On the empty soul-

You
Are
Un-
Sure
Who
You
Want
To
Be-
So
You
Cre-
Ate
Worlds
Where
You’ll
Be
Free-
Hide
The
Shame
That
You
Hope
Will
Leave-
Be-
Fore
Your
Hap
Pi
Ness
Won’t
Make
You
Ha-
Ppy-

So try all you might to upheave the grass to find the buried tomb-
The empty grave will find its way to carry you in too-

We all
We all
We all
-search for who we really are;
-hope that we’ll be happy
-fall short in such a trivial pursuit, and end up wanting to leave so badly!
-cut our arms and hearts and souls to ease the pain we’re having!
-hold on to what we call concrete, while it’s grasp is clearly detaching!

#identity

Nico Sep 2019

resonance

just
a
tear
in
here
too

one
more
for
your
sight

a
lane
of
sound
falls

a
ring
comes
goes

sad
ly

here it comes and i will let go of
these feelings in one single drop
i don't believe in sadness
it's just a concept

i make no use of
i don't want to be sad for
e
ver

it's really imagi
na
tion

let
me
be
ha
ppy

i
want to dance a
gain

a
lone in my room

let me
dance
once
once and for all

6:47PM, piano, xylophone, underwater, droplets of notes

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