Happiness is the art of making a bouquet of those flowers within reach.
quote by Bob Goddard
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Flowers
(orbison/dees)
When I was a boy I ran among the flowers
Looking left and right at the bright array
I played through the spring, whiled away the hours
Lingered with the flowers every day
Flowers, pretty flowers, flowers, lifes bouquet
Flowers, pretty flowers, flowers, along the way
Flowers, pretty flowers, flowers, lifes bouquet
Flowers, pretty flowers, flowers, along the way
When the summer ends and the storms of life are over
When the winter comes and the petals fall away
They may write it on my stone, he was just a roller
But he stopped to pick some flowers along the way
Flowers, pretty flowers, flowers, lifes bouquet
Flowers, picked some flowers, along the way
song performed by by Roy Orbison
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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What Happiness Is
happiness
is bliss
happiness,
is when you get a new puppy
happiness,
is when you get married
happiness,
is when you go on you first date
happiness,
is making your own decisions
happiness,
is graduating
happiness,
is getting you first job
happiness,
is falling in love
happiness
is being proud of who you are
happiness
is bliss
happiness,
is glowing
happiness,
is fun
happiness,
is an amazing feeling
happiness,
is when you smile all day
happiness,
is giving someone a hug just because you can
happiness,
is that light in your eyes
happiness,
is what makes the world go around
happiness,
is bliss
My First Bouquet
He brought to me a sweet bouquet
that sparkled in the light.
I touched the hand that picked the flowers,
daisies all so white.
When he left I held them close
afraid that I might cry.
If only I could keep them
and never let them die.
But tears that flow
and flowers that grow
can both be dried you know?
Thinking of this brought a smile,
never a falling tear.
My first bouquet would last forever
inside pages I revere.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Life Giving Force
the earth is a bouquet of flowers
it bears good news
adam bears good news
adam is a bouquet flowers
he is earth exemplified
life giving force of earth
which inch of earth has
not really teemed with life?
those who had passed away
are in the flowers, in the trees -
standing tall
adam is a bouquet of flowers
earth exemplified
the beauty of its life giving force
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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A Bouquet
He brought to me a sweet bouquet
that sparkled in the light.
I touched the hand that picked the flowers,
daisies all so white.
When he left I held them close,
afraid that I might cry.
If only I could keep them
and never let them die.
But tears that flow
and flowers that grow
can both be dried you know.
The thought of this brought a smile
and never brought a tear.
My first bouquet would last forever
between pages I revere.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Always There Is More To Life
life is not
a box of chocolates,
it's a bouquet of
flowers
colors of delight
scents of desire
so light
to the heart
it is what i hold
for you
in my hands
life so full of
flowers
but always there
is more to life
we feel it
when the bouquet is
finally thrown to the
air
and another one
expectant holds
it dear
someday
life will be different
a tree full of fruits
at night
fireflies in
freedom to shine
their own
lights
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Am About To Sleep
darkness comes
it is routine, nothing is mysterious about it
and as usual i am about to sleep
but you are there knocking at the door
of my heart
bringing me a bouquet of vowels
looking like petals of the
blue flowers in the desert
i let you in and i take the bouquet of vowels
and shower it
sprinkle it
with the salt of my tears.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Help Yourself To Happiness
Everybody, everywhere seeks happiness its true
But finding it and keeping it seems difficult to do
Difficult because we think that happiness is only found in places where fame and wealth abound
And so we go on searching in phases of pleasure
Seeking recognition and monetary treasure
While being so unaware that happiness is just a state of mind within the reach of everyone who takes time to be kind
For in making others happy we will be happy too
Because the happiness that you give away always returns to shine on you
The Weed
There was an old woman
that planted a garden.
And in the garden
there grew a weed.
The weed grew next to
a beautiful flower.
The flower had grown
from a tiny seed.
The weed was strong
and would not bend.
The wind did blow
and it did send
the seeds from the flower
into the air.
They circled around
and landed where
the weed was growing
next to the flower.
Soon the weed was
surrounded by flowers.
It loved where it was
and looked by the hours
at all of the beautiful
colorful flowers.
The old woman who planted
the garden one day
decided that she would
make a bouquet.
She went to the garden
to cut the flowers.
But when she got there
down came the showers.
The raindrops that fell
made the weed shine
which made the old woman
change her mind.
She left them alone
in her garden and knew
that the weed belonged
with the flowers that grew.
She'd planted the flowers.
God planted the weed.
The garden was perfect.
No bouquet did she need.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Happiness Is
Happiness is like,
A river flowing down from heaven.
Happiness is like,
A brook that has the sound of peace.
Happiness is like,
A bunch of flowers in a meadow.
Happiness is like,
A dove souring through the sky.
Happiness is,
Being nice to an enemy even when it is hard.
Happiness is,
A box of chocolates on Valentine's Day.
poem by Natasha Norville
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Man's making, , , !
Flowers are
Making
Beauty...
Trees are
Making
Wonder...
Rain are
making
River...
Sun are
Making
Day...
Moon are
Making
Night...
Man are
Making
Many thing's supper
Something's is
Tenson...
Woory...
Hurry. ..
With out love of heart...! ?
Day for day
Man's making...! ?
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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The Anonymous Flowers
someone anonymous sends the flowers
all white
and we who receive them are all
in guesses
for whom?
and since we do not know for whom for sure
we leave the flowers
a bouquet of flowers on the table
and no one puts it inside a vase
they all wilt for no one cared
to put water on the leaves
it is like love that you give to everyone
and none in particular
when that love goes away
no one weeps.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Grace the world with your glow of happiness
Do not chase happiness
Search within you
There are lot many things
Inside you
Which have reasons
To make you happy
You pursuit or search for happiness outside
Does not take you anywhere
As what seemingly has a stock of happiness
Once you reach or achieve it
You realize that happiness
Lies further ahead somewhere
And you hunt for happiness
Takes a new turn
And this goes on and on
Only to make you understand
That you are back in square one
Devoid of happiness, your original search
Happiness, thus, cannot be anywhere else
But within you
Do not be on a stealthy stalk for happiness
Simply because others do so
Search within and discover
The happiness in you
Do not be on a race for happiness
But grace the world
With the glow of
Happiness within you
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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The Unsold Bouquets
the remaining bouquets
the flowers are still fresh
but this late valentine night
they look particularly
bare of hope for a sale
three bouquets on a table
that have become too big for them
during the day, there were
so many of them
one over the other
a city of eager lovers
head over heels
in choosing of the best roses
to convey their feelings
to their fancied
flowers, blooms, blossoms
their grace, fragrance and
semblance of intimacy
won the day for the
hot blooded men who wilted
in the face of transmitting
their innermost thoughts
to their new loved ones
so many of his hearts went
into the girl's when she
acceped his bouquet
so many of his lovelorn nights
turned into nights of hope
now a girl in a condominium
still carries a dream to have
that sweet bouquet from
her secret love
a three-year dream
a bouquet a year
that's three bouquets
three bouquets that sit
on a big vacant heart
longing to be bought
longing to be given away
longing to fill up a lonely heart
giving her life the colours she longs for
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Happiness Is
Happiness is like a river flowing down from heven.
Happiness is like a brook that has the sound of peace.
Happiness is like a bunch of flowers in a medow.
Happiness is like a dove souring through the sky.
Happiness is being nice to an enemy even when it is hard.
Happiness is a box of chocolates on Valintines Day.
Writen on May 19,2004
poem by Athena Goddess of Wisdom Lumis Light to all
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Love, your happiness is my happiness.....
My life's greatest happiness is to be convinced my love to you
I am grateful to you for making me happy through out my life
I have never known love until I met you and your love touched
my heart and brought so much happiness in me
Today, you made me to see everything in a new life and you
want me to know how those happiness could make me happy
I found my happiness is to love you and to be loved from you
Sometime, I miss you so much and your absence is very painful
But when I carry your heart within me then my happiness is shining
When I am sad then your sweet words brings me happiness
and my soul get enough strength when it join your heart
When my heart wants to know the meaning of ' love'
then your love is making me to believe the truth of love
Without you there is no happiness in my life and with you
my life is full of hopes and my dream will come true
When you hold me in your arms then my heart
never want to let me go because your happiness is
my happiness. I love you so much my love.
poem by Ravi Sathasivam
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Bouquet and Bracelet
Bouquet said: “My floral ring
The homage of a heart encloses,
Whose thoughts to you go worshipping
In perfume from my blushing roses.”
Bracelet said: “My rubies red,
Though hard the gleam that each exposes,
Will last when flowers of Spring are fled
And dead are all the Summer roses.”
Beauty mused awhile, and said,
“Here’s poesy!” and sighed, “Here prose is
Bouquet! I choose the rubies red!—
In Winter they will buy me roses.”
poem by Victor James Daley
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Controversial
Fight for happiness
you may reach it,
and you may not
or fight for glory,
tighten your belt
you will reach it
and in the way you chose
you will meet shape of welfare
and the breeze of freedom will manipulate you
in the happiness way
or you will feel the bliss of asceticism
while carrying in your heart a belief
in your mind a knowledge
and in your hand a battle-ax
in the glory way
then simply compare
the happiness when achieving glory
with the glory when reaching to happiness
this is controversial.
poem by Ahmed Abomahfouz
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You Radiate, As If a Bouquet of Flowers
Please...
No need to flatter yourself.
I said you radiate,
As if a bouquet of flowers!
I am allergic to flowers!
'Then why would you say,
I 'radiate' like them? '
It's an upgrade from the weeds,
You reminded of.
However...
I still sneeze,
Whenever you are near!
'How can we remedy that.'
One of us will have to take the 'hint'
And stay away!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fragrant Flowers
I think that we are ready
For flowers in our midst
All colors of the rainbow
The morning dew will kiss
Sunshine will feel so good again
As winter fades away
Oh, don’t you wish that spring
Could forever stay?
For spring is what brings with it
Flowers we love so much
Nothing like a spring bouquet
To give a happy touch
So hold on tight and wait a bit
For spring is on the way
Those fragrant cheerful flowers
Will be here without delay!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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