If thou be industrious to procure wealth, be generous in the disposal of it. Man never is so happy as when he giveth happiness unto another.
quote by Edward G. Bulwer-Lytton
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At Least, Everybody's Happy
I want you to be happy
Because if you happy
I will be happy too
I want you to feel happy
Because if you happy
I will feel peaceful
I want your happiness
Because if you happy
I won't need anything else
I want to see you happy
Because if you happy
I will not be forced to see you grieving
I want you to know happiness
Because if you happy
I will not disturb only by your sorrow
I want to hear that you're happy
Because if you happy
I should not listen to your unhappy story
I want you to find happiness
Because if you happy
I will not be chased by constant nightmare
I want you have a touch of happiness
Because if you happy
I could rip your ugly sad face with smile
I want to give you happiness
Because if you happy
I could take you from the darkness
I want you to taste happiness
Because if you happy
I must not swallow the bitterness
I want you realize that you have a right to be happy
Because if you happy
I won't be drowned in regret because ignorance
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Forgiveness!
Forgiveness is the sweet fruit a tree giveth,
Forgiveness is that energy, a fruit to its eater giveth,
Forgiveness is the milk a cow giveth,
Forgiveness is the light, that burning candle giveth,
Forgiveness is the life, the world giveth,
Forgiveness is rain that the clouds giveth,
Forgiveness is that natural, the one understood nature giveth,
Forgiveness is the perfume of selflessness in one spredeth,
Like sunlight in winter,
like moonlight in dark,
Like cool breeze in summer,
Like oasis in a desert,
Like spring of pure love, from a pure heart forever springeth!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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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
A Crowned Poet
IN thy coach of state
Pass, O King, along:
He no envy feels
To whom God giveth song.
Starving, still I smile,
Laugh at want and wrong:
He is fed and crowned
To whom God giveth song.
Better than all pomps
That to rank belong,—
One such dream as his
To whom God giveth song.
Let us greet, O King,
As we pass along:
He, too, is a king
To whom God giveth song.
poem by Anne Reeve Aldrich
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Be happy with what you have and are, be generous with both, and you won't have to hunt for happiness.
quote by William E. Gladstone
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Luxor Of Luxuries
Thy wealth is of thy labours!
Thy luxury is of the works of thy labours!
Thou who has never taken from any cunningly!
Thy who has never gone a-plundering!
Thou who has never taken from any his earnings forcefully!
Thou whose bread and wine is just!
Thy luxury pleases me!
Let not my bread and wine be from plunderings!
Let not my meat be gotten thievery!
Thy kind of wealth is my desire!
Nay! On thy table, there be not the meat for animals!
In thy cup, there be not wine from the orchards of inferiors!
Thy wealth is wealth indeed!
For there be no stains of paupery thereof!
Luxor! Oh luxor! !
Give to me of thy wealth!
That i mayest hold up my head amongst men!
That i may say boldly!
I am of luxor the great sun that shines upon all of his wealth of light!
To thee oh luxor! My heart calls out!
I am well as well!
poem by Overlord Don Manuel Ihcakeyno
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Happiness
What is happiness?
Happiness is complete bliss.
Happiness is eating ice cream with extra cookie dough.
Happiness is reading an intense novel.
Happiness is being cured of depression.
Happiness is jumping up &down for no good reason and watching peoples faces light up with joy on seeing u acting crazy
Happiness is the felling u get when u help the guy u might have a crush on get the girl he wants.
Happiness is making sure evreyone around u is happy before u r.
Happiness is crying all that bottled up stress away.
HAPPINESS IS COVERING UP YOUR PAIN SO PEOPLE CAN THINK YOUR HAPPY, TO BE HAPPY
Happiness is seeing the cute smile of 'the guy 'who is in your science class.
Happiness ios seeing 'that guy'act like an idiot so many times my stomach hurts from laughing to hard
Happiness is seeing your 2 year old brother hug &kiss ur 3 month year old sister
Happiness is looking at the extravigent stars and plants at night
Happiness is seeing the 'O Matra Luna, Regina Noces '-o mother moon queen of the night
Happiness is happiness there is no other way to explain it better = ]
poem by Beth Vasquez
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Be happy!
As my happiness is within you,
I can't be happy without you.
Happiness is dormant as the seeds do,
While waiting for the climate to sprout,
We are the clime for someone's seed,
May be hot, cold, breezy and windy,
Just nice for them to be happy,
Happiness is the only wealth,
That we can enjoy as the human,
The rest we have to leave and go,
Let us be the clime sometimes,
Let us be the seeds sometimes,
Let us have the blooms of joy,
Let us let others to be part of our bliss,
Shrouds of miserly weakness to be shed,
Smile to you first, looking at the shade,
Good words are a lot, use them frequent,
Not only those words of please and thank you,
Appreciate the intelligence as well as ignorance,
Without ignorance, intelligence can be differentiated,
Admire the things that you like or not,
As all these carry a message positive or negative,
Happiness is the state of mind,
Why can't we be the king of that state?
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Impeccable Love
Love Love Psst Love
The grandmother of solution
Coheter of the scattered and deserted
Builder of happy relation
Amalgam of both sex
Love present,
Unity and progress continues....
Love Love Psst Love
I questioned what is Love
Billion answers goes
Fun, passion, sound emotion, ardor, sex,
Then many
These I accept...no idea?
For am a witness of distressed love
Love Love Psst Love
Someone plunder my love
b'cos of it am bored
Should I leave the plunder and search?
If ay!
I have to psych up
Nay!
Then I leave for search
Love Love Psst Love
The plunder had succeeded
The search I start
Now I will clothe like a violent psychopath
For man without love is derailed, distressed, dead
Life without love is noisy, odious, disheartened
Absence of love is absence of happy-joy
Love Love Psst Love
Now I can under'grab your emotion
Pardon for I have graduated from novicity
Love giveth life for success
Success giveth way for enjoyment
Enjoyment for happiness
Happiness for longlife
Goodfriends,
Forget not to love
Love Love Psst Love
It's a game for noviceand expert
Yes!
We all have our own statements on love
Past hurts I drop
For love is the first in breath
Yeah
To love is to bless intoto
Love Love Psst Love
Never forget to love for I will not
Past I pardon
The future love is impeccable
Love has no judge
Everybody is innocent
Am looking for a brand new love
A comforter of the past sorrow
Love Love Psst Love!
poem by Collins Nkemjika Nzomuche
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Night is not opposite to day
Failure is not opposite to happiness.
It is a result of an attempt.
You are further seasoned.
Loss is not opposite to happiness.
It is a result of the earlier gain.
What held only can be lost.
Wealth is not same as happiness.
Wants surpassing your wealth,
Your vessel is not full.
30.05.2001, Berh
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sad people dislike the happy, and the happy the sad; the quick thinking the sedate, and the careless the busy and industrious.
We Are Generous
Please the poor with some money and riches of high nature,
These people need love, full of loveliness, and we are generous.
To individuals of highest repute I look at their heads
And then their hearts and wait for the day to arrive with achiness, when are they generous?
I am not poor or anything to do with the poor who are poverty,
Hearts of theirs gain momentum, we merely pass our test that is gorgeous, for we are generous.
The spoken tongue carries society further, and those without money bring
Us more money, but bring them no poverty, and bring gracefulness, we are so generous.
The tailor needed cloth, the blacksmith needs his metal, and the accountant also needs,
What of those with the flame in Hell? Their heaven is not their greatness, but we are generous.
Money has no objection to the riches being found, to the oil being discovered,
But fun is in the very life where living is explored with incisiveness, we are so generous.
Then talk never today but mutter with huge meaning, and never sleep too long,
But meet your creator with a giving heart and the soul is incredulous, for it is generous.
May we be heartiness, sweetness, and merry-making with all this wealth
Understood by men, by the kings and queens of infallibleness, for they are all generous.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Fleeting Happiness
Happiness is fleeting
but you make me happy.
Happiness leaves
and Happy is sapping;
hopes I might have
with anyone at all.
Because Happy likes to go
every time I fall.
Happiness is fleeting
this we all know.
But happiness still leaves
so it's my turn to go.
(Itajaí - 10 July,2009)
poem by Melanie Walendowsky Baker
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Oh Happy Days
Oh happy days,
Everyone likes you.
Oh happy days,
Please stay today.
Oh happy days,
Sweet like honey.
Oh happy days,
loving family ties.
Oh happy days,
Giving us strength.
Oh happy days,
Children out playing.
Oh happy days,
On the green grass.
Oh happy days,
With boundless optimism.
Oh happy days,
I give thanks.
Oh happy days,
Dreaming for more.
Oh happy days,
Warm and bright.
Oh happy days,
Like love eternal.
Oh happy days,
And glad memories.
Oh happy days,
New hope prayers.
Oh happy days,
With smiling faces.
Oh happy days,
Holidays and health.
Oh happy days,
With close friends.
Oh happy days,
Generous and giving.
Oh happy days,
Shiny rainbow dreams.
Oh happy days,
Till the very end.
Oh happy days,
Always and forever.
Amen.
poem by Rowina Mallick
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The Rule of Happiness
I will be happy
I want to be happy
I have a right to be happy
I will make myself happy
I’m who decide my happiness
I’m the one who feel happiness
And someday I want to tell the world that I’m happy
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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The Secret Of Happiness
The secret of happiness is not hidden behind the distances of perfection
Nor in posessing dozens of gold and wealth
I never had complicated dreams since I
believe that the real happiness in the simple things exists
Never dreamed of becoming a crown queen
Never wanted to have a perfect life
The happiness was my Desire
And I always had the faith that at the little things the happiness can be found
There is no need for complicated heart desires
At the simple things we can find the perfect and the happy life
Just keeping the hope in the heart
The kindness of soul and love of God
The perfect life is hidden there don't go far away
Finding the real love not the perfect one
Was my hearts best Desire
Because always I had the faith
The secret of finding the happiness is hidden at simple desires and the real ones
What worts all the world wealth if you don't have the faith of God in the heart
What worts all the worlds wealth and the success
If you don't have peace of mind
If you are surrounded with fake lovers all around
Because of that my dream was to find the real love the real happiness and peace of mind
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Between Happiness And Me
The only thing between happiness and me is my attitude;
Who or what’s in the driver’s seat directing my mood.
It has nothing to do with my status or measure of wealth.
It doesn’t even have to be related to the state of my health.
Whether I’m happy or sad is not changed by food or drugs;
Though I’ll admit it’s not hurt by steady supplies of hugs.
My happiness depends on whether I can draw nearer
To that image of my attention each morning in the mirror.
If I’m satisfied and confident with this familiar face,
Then happiness will be mine in life’s uncertain race.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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R. S. S.
All-worshipped Gold! thou mighty mystery
Say by what name shall I address thee rather,
Our blessing, or our bane? Without thy aid,
The generous pangs of pity but distress
The human heart, that fain would feel the bliss
Of blessing others; and, enslaved by thee,
Far from relieving woes which others feel,
Misers oppress themselves. Our blessings then
With virtue when possessed; without, our bane.
If in my bosom unperceived there lurk
The deep-sown seeds of avarice or ambition,
Blame me, ye great ones, (for I scorn your censure),
But let the generous and the good commend me;
That to my Delia I direct them all,
The worthiest object of a virtuous love.
Oh! to some distant scene, a willing exile
From the wild uproar of this busy world,
Were it my fate with Delia to retire;
With her to wander through the sylvan shade,
Each morn, or o'er the moss-embrowned turf,
Where, blessed as the prime parents of mankind
In their own Eden, we should envy none;
But, greatly pitying whom the world calls happy,
Gently spin out the silken thread of life;
While from her lips attentive I receive
The tenderest dictates of the purest flame,
And from her eyes (where soft complacence sits
Illumined with the radiant beams of sense),
Tranquility beyond a monarch's reach.
Forgive me, Heaven, this only avarice
My soul indulges; I confess the crime,
(If to esteem, to covet such perfection
Be criminal,) oh, grant me Delia! grant me wealth;
Wealth to alleviate, not increase my wants;
And grant me virtue, without which nor wealth
Nor Delia can avail to make me blessed.
poem by William Cowper
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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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