Best Happieness Poems


The Dying Light

I am the dying light in the sky,
That makes you wonder if you are real,
Or if i am all that is left of your existence.
And you my darling, are the same to me,
But in this lonely darkness,
I glow and wonder if I exist,
Or if you are all that keeps my light burning.
I breathe happieness from your laughter,
My light comes from the radience of your skin,
I steal my fire from your lips,
And when I feel myself burning out,
I gaze down upon your joy,
And it reignites my essence.
You long to touch me, to hold me,
And wonder if I can make you feel alive,
If I can fill you with heaven.
You do not know that when your fingers,
Sweep across my skyline,
You are filling me instead.
You never believed I could love you, 
With all the fierceness of dragons now dead,
You never believed that anyone could love you as I have,
As I have and always will.
I fill your being as you so too fill mine,
And this lonely existence does not seem so sad.
I thrive off of your energy and strength,
My happiness grows from your smile,
My fire burns brighter for you, 
And you do not know that you feed my soul.
I will love you till the last star has died,
And the sun is nothing but burning embers,
Ready to be a whisp of smoke,
And I am all thats left in the universe,
To fill you with wonder.
I will love you when your old bones,
Wither and turn to dust,
And ash is all thats left of the mountains,
And cracked clay all thats left of the rivers,
And a Graveyard lies where there was once an ocean.
I will love you beyond that,
And lie in the cosmic circles,
Dreaming of your warm skin,
And how it filled me for eons.
I will love you so much that-
I will search the universe for your atoms,
So I can piece you back together again,
And we can create the art of making love.
You never believed that someone could love you like that,
But you are the light in the world,
That makes me know that I exist,
That I am not just dying embers,
Without you in my arms,
I might never have known I could breathe.

Fake

I fake my joy
I fake my laugh
I fake my happieness 
As the days pass
What you see isnt real
Whjat you see is fake
If you think its reall
Then youve made an easy mistake
Its hard to see that i fake it every day
Itas hard to see that im not ok

Love Hurt's

Another tear drops from my eyes
Why do I seem so suprised
Did i expect laughter instead of pain
My head not held high but hangs with shame
How many times am I gonna believe his lies
He ropes me in, time after time
I just want to be more important than the drugs
I want to be the main thing he loves
I don't want to go to bed alone at night
I don't want to have another fight 
I want to wake up with a smile on my face
Not waking up wishing all memories erased
I don't want to be confussed
I want to know what i should do
But all's he does is look for another score
And in between he calls me whore's
I want to be able to get on with my life
Happieness i  want in sight
Please Lord help with this pain
Help me Lord to walk away


My Lottery

my lottery
gentlemen need loaves bread
others wishes to be civilized
i myself wishe ur deployed
                                                           the road you go 
                                                               the chair you sit and the river you swim
                                                                                                     disturb me and blame 
the garment you wear
oinment you colour
the blinks the pigments they are
the love genarated the fire
i cannot resist shall i swear 
                                                                 at the begining of the the year people flock to Dv
                                                             in other ways i go to DSTV
                                                     infact of america is not as such concern for me and i am not sensitive 
                                                                  you are victorious i am your  fugitive
                                                                 defeating you is as  far as PLUTO and complicative
                                                                  
madness i am 
craziness i become
cool you are how to play your game 
day and dawn i dream
 i miss you at the morning  getting harm 
                                                                                               you do not understand this 
                                                                                       how i become embarassed and my crisis
                                                                                          my pulse doubles 
                                                                                             my words whispers 
                                                                                           my breathing changes
                                                                                                 my sickness relapses
people  encouraged with      money
sealers satisfies with their business 
mine is not that my earnest is you 
my happieness and my value
you are the solely you are my lottery 
do not far from me i will get crazy
fee will knock to us if we become so happy
do not hesitate my lovely 
we will be wealthy 
come on my beautiful you are my lottery(2)

Premium Member - Bless You -

                                          I wish you a nice day.
                                          I wish you a good year,
                                    with much joy and happieness.
                             I wish you sunshine, and only little bit rain.
                              I wish you good friends and a good health.
                                    Let your smile shine, do not cry.
                           There are bad days, and there are good days.
                                         Take care of them all,
                     tomorrow there come a new day and I wish you a nice day.
                                             
                                                 Bless you!






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Happieness

Smileing wide and bright,
Reflecting a happieness,
That will shine always.
© Emma H  Create an image from this poem.


Pain Behind the Mask

She masks the pain from her face
Replaces it with a smile,
Convinces you of her happieness
Just for a little while.


But then the cracks begin to show
And the mask begins to slip,
You see her world unwravel slowly
Like paper rip by rip.

Though her worlds in pieces
She gaurds those pieces tight,
She'll find a way to fix herself
She may not get it quite right.

But she will come out of this fighting
She always finds a way,
She stands tall and tells herself 
"Tommorrows another day".

Who Am I

The pen on this paper will not tell you who I am.
I stand quietly, I do not show the person I truely am.
A smile, A laugh, and A grin.
I will forever pretend.
Strong on the surface,
Confident as if I know my purpose
Wise and willing to understand
Always forgiving and open to lend a hand.
Is this the person I am?
A quiet little girl, scared and insecure
Lonely and unsure.
Seeking happieness on foreign land.
Is this the person I am?
Perhaps this question still remains unanswered
Until I take a stand.

Vulture

Ugly 
look,
zed 
shape 
neck
lawyer's 
wig
and 
plier 
beak
you 
find 
human 
and 
animal 
part 
as 
food,
ugly, 
Eaters 
of 
dirty 
meat!

Yet 
you 
have 
value, 
Rejected 
land 
and 
accepted 
air 
for 
easy 
flight.
It 
Enjoys 
the 
Air 
man 
ache 
for, 
view, 
possess. 

VULTURE 

The 
visitations 
of 
the 
moon, 
peace 
of 
the 
wilderness, 
tears 
of 
chick 
and 
lizard, 
happieness 
of 
the 
Jamaica 
and 
Joy 
of 
mother 
nature...

At First Sight.

i swallow fast.
as i think of him.
finally mine at last.
i picture his eyes.
as i see the sun rise.
i think of his lips
as the oceans rips.
and then i see the tears.
that he worrely clears.
i wonder why he crys.
and so i guess a bunch of lies.
for he chould not of spoken,
a year of happieness i was hopin.

The Key

The pain, the sorrow, the regret
Refill my body with simple, pure happieness
Kill the hurt I feel inside
Let me live again
I never truly feel like I belong
But I try like hell to fit in
No matter what I go through
I always feel drained
I have the face of guilt
Hiding behind a mask of joy
Lying to everyone I love
Just to get the sense of satisfaction
Leaving behind all I believe
To put others before me
Making it impossible to feel whole
Suffocating my every being
Not knowing others, not knowing myself
Not knowing where it will end
The peace may never come
An endless battle against right and wrong
But you never truely feel the satisfaction
If you never try

Alabama Snow

The long never ending landscape of southern Alabama never runs cold. Today it decided to. The wind was at 
ease and all the snow flakes were about. The cold ground shuddered beneath me but I could tell it was a good 
kind of shiver. The snow fell down in a hurry yet it still took it's time swaying in the wind. All the snowflakes 
danceing around soon started a low tune far off on the wind. The band played a song that the world has been 
playing for centerys. One of love and peace. One that has no bounds or experation date. The song was cold 
enough to freeze the earth but here I stood warm as I basked in my happieness. The world seemed still as the 
orchestra played it's beautiful tune. The wind swirling and twirling as if it were a finely tuned violin. I couldn't 
bare to close my eyes for it was just to beautiful to look away from. As the wind picked up in it's gusts the 
snow felt ever so heavier and the skys begain to melt the love within the snow as all the snowflakes fell down 
as rain. "What a beautiful conversion" crossed my thaughts. The snowed over feild grew dreadfully quiet as the 
beautiful tune escaped into the wind. This was when I sudenly realized I was soaked and freezing. Almost killed 
me but I steped inside away from the Alabama snow. But I knew she'd come back for me.
© Cate Rock  Create an image from this poem.

Back To Right

I fell alone.
Some how lost.
Blinded by confusion, clouding my path.

Nothing seems right to me anymore.

I want to go back.
Back to the times i was full,
full of happieness, passion, care,love.
Back to when everything was right.

Sea

soft as the wind
calm as the sea
the exact place i wanted to be
warm as the sun 
the sound sings to me
my heart remains there by that beautiful sea
happieness is in the air calling to me
pulling me there to that beautiful sea
dreaming of being right next to thee
sand coveres the ground
as warm as can be
it gives me the memorys that happieness leaves
as i close my eyes to picture that sea

Why

why does life repeat like this
when all i want is a moment of bliss
why does it repeat all the painful things
why can't it repeat the happieness 
or is happieness just some made up thing
my life is filled tainted with the hurt
that i don't thik that bliss could ever find me
so why can't i get an equal share
why can't i, why?

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