Joy Poems | Examples of Joy Poetry

I see Maya as video game If its software gets decoded, No tiger, life looks cat-like tame, Its source code breached and secret spread. By digital dot-and-dash made Where innocence is no bliss-- shame, Knowledge burns bright when ignited, Fun fizzles out and life walks lame. If players we’re in divine game Let Maya’s...

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When and if I wake up and see That life is not but illusion, World too is no more there for me, And there’s no more joy under sun. It is as if all props are out, Realities on my face stare, Me in awe, doubt-- as shows my pout, Where’s life’s thrill if wisdom’s laid...

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in my heart dwells true love never hate it shines bright like sweet smiles that melt hearts it reflects pure and clear spreading joy...

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l*o*v*e has ~w~~i~~n~~g~~s~ like a b~i~r~d it can ~f~~l~~y~ ~ love's n e ...

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Last Dance One grows with adventure true anticipations across a lonely sea but logically my work is safe tuck away in Anthology Fate published and quoted by millions all over the world so far just three they are No Matter What one two my Piano Teacher and Roses Are Red Violet are Blue...

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Those we love don't go away, they walk beside us everyday. Their murmurs, soft, in tree leaf whisper defrosts my heart that did grow crisper with grief that stained inside and out when I existed with my doubt that vanished voices of my yesteryear would come alive and stir the atmosphere. Breezy hands, they touch my shoulder, rustling lilac plumes and growing bolder— as...

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Summer Joy Hiku a sweet cold treat melting softly in the mouth~ summer joy in...

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A black girls stance on self love Is one not often understood One that take years of healing One that understands the process of feeling Because in a world that shoves hate down our throat You can't be surprised when we swallow the bare minimum The relationship between a black girl and herself Is one not...

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They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder That our differences make it subjective But when it comes to black beauty We are the blueprint And objectively you can't argue with architecture Especially when we've seen the beauty of its structure You can't say you hate our skin Then paint your skin our colour Whilst simultaneously discriminate...

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Those We Love, Precious gifts to the heart, more than gold and silver. For all those we love....

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ceasing striving slowing down mind shifting to heart poised in stillness we animate silence as humming intent before its release as burning yearning to merge with God Who is all love this breathless invocation renewed in the timeless now invokes bliss magnetism as the effervescence of God enlivening our toroidal heart...

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Your love is as welcome as a gentle summer breeze, Feeling its depth brings me to my knees. It's as soothing as a massage at the end of a long day, Yet intriguing and exciting in its own way. For lasting an eternity is that for which I pray, ...

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Finding your lost mittens in the school’s lost and found. Playing with some puppies as they run and jump around. Happiness on your first day at school in your new dress. Your favorite swing when the bell rang for recess. Thinking upon these things, a smile comes to your face. When just before the ball got there, you reached first...

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WHAT IS JOY?* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ What is joy? It’s a dance in your socks, a giggle that slips from a box. It’s ice cream at noon, and a silly cartoon, or finding a stash of old rocks! *Note: I originally posted this poem on June 27, 2025, but later deleted it(www.poetrysoup.com › poem...

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