Happiness is the real sense of fulfillment that comes from hard work.
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Good Work
I open the door to good work,
Hoping a way is open to hard work.
This is the route to happiness,
Minds are engaged in hope and harps,
These play by the fingers of the soul
To enrage those in false endeavours,
In misdemeanours, and hard work.
Your presents presented and hard work gained,
The next layer of happiness sows relief
To the good working soul, the almighty heart.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Too Late
I just want to take you away from everyone
And keep you stashed under my pillow
And then Id take you out simply for my own pleasure
And wear you when the occasions special
Then Id put you on like a diamond
So I can sparkle and be the envy of my friends
Id probably hold the leash that Id have you on
So you cant stray and follow me around all day
Its too late now
I dont think it can fade
Its too real now
Fulfillment just adds fuel to the blaze
Compulsion has stained me
Im nervously cradling our young love
Without known limits love
Like a butterfly cupped in my hands
I peek in to see beauty trapped
Confined it flutters
Then it leaves behind colorful dust
To remind me of the special times we spent
But of course it has to leave my clutch
But enoughs never enough to make a dent
Its too late now
I dont think it can fade
Its too real now
Fulfillment just adds fuel to the blaze
And in time it will end
And there really isnt hope for the two of us
But right now I give in...
Its too late now
I dont think it can fade
Its too real now
Fulfillment just adds fuel to the blaze
Fulfillment just adds fuel to the
Fulfillment just adds fuel to the blaze.
song performed by by Gwen Stefani
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I Don't Wanna Work
Well i give it little care
Does anybody out there even know
I'm in here?
I just keep my movement going
Somewhere
Like playing in the background baby
Like playing in the background baby
I play the game
You play the way that most men would choose
I'm surprised at you
Way back in the middle of a broken down love affair
You and i found each other
And we fell in love
I ain't never met a man and woman get along better
Than you and i when get together
Still i say
I don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work that hard
Don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work that hard
Don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work that hard
Not if it makes me cry
No no
See the lady walking down the street
She's got on high heel shoes
And her hair full of curlers
She's got stiletto nails
And some black mascara
She's got a push up and a pick up
I tell you that girl's working overtime
I don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work that hard
Don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work that hard
Not if it makes me cry
No no no no no no
I don't wanna work
I don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work it if makes me cry
Spent last night
Talking to myself in bed
Wondering why i do this over
Over and over again
I don't know
I, i, i, i don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work that hard
Not when it makes me cry
I don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work not that hard
I don't wanna work it it makes me cry
I don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work not that hard
I don't wanna work if it makes me cry
song performed by by Donna Summer
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My Work Ethic
I make what I do look easy.
So naturally,
Those who believe they know me...
Think there is no effort applied.
And insist I could get a real job,
If I tried.
And they have real jobs they despise.
And I can say,
My work ethic is real.
I am devoted to what I do.
And with me that is the appeal.
I may not have money they can respect.
Or finances to purchase what I wish for next.
But there is one thing I know no one with me can bet...
I wont be seen shopping at the mall seeking a happiness.
And I can say,
My work ethic is real.
I am devoted to what I do.
And with me that is the appeal.
So naturally,
Those who believe they know me...
Think there is no effort applied.
And insist I could get a real job,
If I tried.
And they have real jobs they despise.
And nothing that I do with this passion I have,
Can I describe or categorize!
And everyday what I do to do it until it gets done...
I feel grateful to be blessed,
With a happiness I can regard as fun!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How happily you do the acting!
You are happy in this world
How happily you do the acting!
Happiness is a big fling!
How hard you try to conceal!
The real truth, your eyes reveal.
How hard you try to conceal!
How hard you try to do the acting!
No one loves any one
We love ourselves the most and crave for it
Rest is for the lust and for the benefit.
How hard you try to conceal the beast
No matter how, you are, small or big!
This is a real lip service
No one loves progress and peace.
How deep is the colour of your face- paint!
How hard you try to become a saint!
Whatever camouflage you adopt to conceal
The real intention, the acts of you reveal.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Be not mad after happiness.
What is Happiness?
The fulfillment of desires.
The source of happiness
Can turn a fountain of miseries.
05.03.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Happiness Within
Happiness is not only heard through laughters
But of course...
By the warmth of one' touch
By the calm smile from one's lips
By the graceful move of one's body
By the sense of belonging of a certain being
You too can show that real happiness within you
Show it in the eyes
And any signs will follow afterwards
Eyes will brought out all the happiness within.
See now for yourself...
See now!
poem by Shelomith Noarbe
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My Happiness,
My happiness,
My happiness is my making,
I will be glad to live and see positive than worst,
I want to be joyous,
To live happily that I may grow,
I hold on every word that will bring back my fruit's of fulfillment,
My happiness is my joy,
I will live that I may see the joy of living again,
I will get the comfort of not going astray.
poem by Maxpoet Beauty
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If You Need Advice
What is a goal?
How can we have something to which we do not even know the true definition?
Aspiration cannot be much without inspiraton
And inspiration cannot be done without another's persperation
What do we want to do and for whom do we want to do it?
Ourselves? Gays? Blacks? Women? Men? Children? God?
We want to be an inspiration
We want someone or something to look up to us and say:
'I want to be like you and make a true difference.'
It is not envy, nor jealousy, nor pity on another hand
It's work. Everything is work
There is fun work, dull work, but most importantly, hard work
Hard work is the house of our goal
Fun work is the decor
Dull work is the furniture
All is necesary to achieve complete happiness
Without decor, all we have is a house, not a home
Without furniture, we have nothing with which to have fun
Goals require more than just acquiring a plan
poem by Rebecca Roberts
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Doesnt Know The Meaning Of Luck On My Poem? ?
ITS JUST SIMPLE TO BE TRUE
I DIDNT INTEND TO HURT SOME OF YOU
I JUST WANT TO EXPLAIN THAT NOT ALL HARD WORK SUCCEED IF YOU COME UP WITH NON SENSE TO THINK
BOTH SHOULD WORK WITH REGARDS TO THIS
IN WHAT EVER YOU DO KNOW IT BY HEART AND THE LUCK WILL FOLLOWS IN ALL ASPECT THAT YOU DO
WORK HARD AND WORK SMART
HAND IN HAND LUCK WILL COME NEXT
DONT WASTE TIME GAIN MORE KNOWLEDGE LISTEN
AND APPLY THOSE KNOWLEDGE IF YOU STILL BE FAILURE
THEN GOD WILL DO THE REST
poem by Janeth Tumbaga
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transcendental Happiness
perfect happiness is really hard to attain
trust from other people is too difficult to gain
How can I be happy? How can i make myself in joy?
Can you just stay by my side? my darling, my boy?
supreme jubilee is too long to seek
we can't have our own happiness if we don't start to voice out! to speak
we can't blame people for being lazy, being timid!
they can't attain nirvana if they are so stupid!
in my own, happiness is attained by people who are giving and sharing joy to others
remember, no one can find the secret chambers!
Chambers that leads us to nirvana! to paradise
be responsible to find the joy! that's my best advice
being happy is one of my priority!
solve for my never-ending insanity
perfect happiness is there on god's hands
we can have it if we obey his commands!
perfect happiness comes in most tragic situation
like i said, happiness is hard to find! I still need to seek for solution!
what have i done? ah! help me, please!
help me to build new histories!
yes! i can sense the success! the happiness' progress!
now i know what it feels, your touch, your caress!
eternal happiness is found when i'm with you!
when your coming, doesn't know what to do!
poem by angela Tenorio
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Mr. Right
I kept losing at love, said I'd never try again
I kept getting hurt, got fed up with all men
Someone would come along, I'd begin to dropp my guard
I thought this one might work, if I tried real hard
He would always betray me, break my heart in two
I would wonder what I did, and wouldn't have a clue
Thinking one day, I finally figured it out
I'd been going for Mr. Wrong, without a doubt
I'd been drawn to the cruel, the real mean kind
I'd fall in love, get into a real bad bind
I've learned a lot from the grief and pain
Don't get yourself hooked up, with a ball and chain
I began to look for a gentle soul to care
Finally found a good one, and we make quiet a pair
There is happiness and hope for all to find
You've got to go forward, and not look behind!
poem by Donna Nimmo
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Hard Times
(jimmy dean/lyrics by myles goodwyn)
Published by acuff rose music, inc. - bmi
Hard times, hard times, hard times, hard times
When the college professor has no class
And the quarterback would rather pass
And the pump jockey complains of gas
Its hard times, hard times
When the taxi driver he cant hack it
And the tennis player cant stand the racket
When allies refuse to pack it, its hard times
Hard times, hard times, real hard times
When the elevator cant find the floor
And the doorman he cant find the door
When they give to the rich what they take from the poor, its hard times
Seems your moneys gone before its spent
If youre not busted then youre badly bent
To give it away doesnt make any sense, its hard times
Hard times, hard times, real hard times, hard times
Now grandma forgets how to knit
And the wise man has lost his wit
And my tailor feels unfit, its hard times, hard times
When the fashion models lost her poise
And santa clause smashes all the toys
When boys could be girls, and girls could be boys, its hard times
Hard times, hard times, real hard times, hard times
When the clock on the walls got no time for jokes
And kreskin says its all a hoax
When the surgeon general chain smokes, its hard times
When the truck driver dont wanna truck
And the hockey player wont touch the puck
And the rock musician dont wanna fool around, its hard times
Hard times, hard times, real hard times
Harder times, hard times
I was talking to this lady the other day and she was telling me..........
song performed by by April Wine
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All Day
Well Im hiding my eyes from the morning sun
And I keep on working till the work is all done
But a voice in my head keeps ticking away
As the sweats hosed down from yet another day
Well he works hard
And he lives hard
And he breaks his back without nothing to gain
While the boss man sits around and drinks champagne
All day (you work and you work and you work and)
In life, theres just one transition
All day (you work and you work and you work and)
In life, theres just one decision
Well Im peeling the blisters off my working hand
Is that what it takes to make you understand?
That its something you read, not something you meant
To be slaving away without a shred of integrity
He worked hard
And he lived hard
And he broke his back without nothing to say
While the man in control was just laughing away
All day (you work and you work and you work and)
In life, theres just one transition
All day (you work and you work and you work and)
In life, theres just one decision
Was it something you read?
Was it something you meant?
Was it something you said?
Or was it heaven sent?
All day (you work and you work and you work and)
In life, theres just one transition
All day (you work and you work and you work and)
In life, theres just one decision
song performed by by Ministry
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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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Work, Sleep, Work, Sleep, Work
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work:
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work.
Oh free me please with gentle ease
From work, sleep, work, sleep, work!
This odium, pounding tedium
Of my work, sleep, work, sleep, work.
Just whisk me off to lands afar
From work, sleep, work, sleep, work -
That grinding train of rhythmic pain
Called ‘Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.’
Poor neural circuits fizzle and pop
In work, sleep, work, sleep, work,
In trying to make some sense of all this
Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.
But Hark! I see a golden gleam -
A saving spirit of hope:
‘You’re fired! ’ He screams. What news to bear,
This wondrous hangman’s rope!
So now I’m free, released from all this
Work, sleep, work, sleep, work -
Eternal peace and rest for me, no
Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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I Will Have To Work Hard
I will have to work hard
I will have to work hard
This world is a mischief, full of hazards
I can not sleep, i may not be in the womb
A dream is nourishing, smoldering like a bomb
People are racing towards a dark cave
This dream is heady, but not a dupe slave
An eye in a dream or a dream in an eye
Hatched in black, exploring a blue sky
It is still tidy, doesn't need any nard
I will have to work hard
I will have to work hard
It is clean, It is holy
empowered by God
It's soul is almighty with healthy bod
A long way to go, a long way to go
Wings are mature, now ground is below
never weary, never desire a bard
I will have to work hard
I will have to work hard
poem by Mayur Gupta
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The artificial and the real
In this world, the artificial and the
Real mix, and sometimes it is hard
To distinguish one from the other,
So here is the gauge:
The artificial man does not bleed,
The real man does,
The real man is not afraid to love,
The artificial does not
The real flower has a dew and
Can be torn apart and gives off a scent
The artificial flower gives a blank
Stare at you
And there is no question thrown
Away
The plastic, the wax, the foam,
The flesh, the blood, the sweat,
The dust, the stiffness, the wires
The feeling, the softness, the veins
But you must beware, I may feel you
And you may feel me, but I can still
Be not real, but artificial in some subtle
Sense, in some secret ways, so what is
The real gauge this time? It is just you,
Be real yourself, and let them be, whatever.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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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
It is work, work that one delights in, that is the surest guarantor of happiness. But even here it is a work that has to be earned by labor in one's earlier years. One should labor so hard in youth that everything one does subsequently is easy by comparison.
quote by Ashley Montagu
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