Happy
I feel very happy :)
Whenever he comes back
From his official tours…
However much
We bicker, squabble
Or fight,
Something
Just doesn't
Feel right -
When he isn't
There with me.
We've been a couple
For more than twelve
Years now…
I'm so used to his
Presence, that his
Absence irks me.
He's my life's
Best friend,
Loving and
Accepting me
The way I am.
No wonder,
Whenever
He returns
Home from his
Tours, it feels like
Happy homecoming
To me :)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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poem by Nhung Dinh Thi Hong
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It's not about you
I feel happy not cause I’m with you, you just happens to be there.
I feel happy not thinking of you, the thought of you just happens to cross my mind.
I feel happy not for loving you, but to know that I’m able to love.
I feel happy not for saying goodbye, but for the memories I collected.
I feel happy not to have you far from me, but to know that we still care for each other even in distance.
I feel happy cause I just feel like it.
poem by Ester Angy
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Love is a Farce
Love is a farce
For if you love
Somebody
Would you not be
Happy if he's happy
Loving someone else?
Would you not be happy
If you see him seeking
Love and happiness…
Somewhere else?
No!
You'll feel sad.
You'll feel jealous.
You'll feel morose.
Your love is farcical.
For if you really loved him
You wouldn't bind him with
Oaths, promises and obligations.
You would let him
Freely flow…
If he realises that you love him
And he is able to feel the same
For you, he'll remain with you
And will never go.
But don't bind him with prayers and pleas
As if you want to live on his mercies....
For if love has to happen, it will happen.
No matter what, no matter how far you are,
No matter how close you live, yet so
Distant you are....
But if love doesn't have to happen,
Then no matter what you do, he'll
Never come back to you....
So set him free
And enjoy this freedom
Of unrequited loving without
Receiving any....
For if you truly love him,
Let love not be a farce,
Never a binding, nor an expectation,
That he'll love you as much as you do,
For his happiness may be within him,
With others, or with you, but wherever
He's happy, let him be....for if you truly
Love him, won't you be happy, just seeing
His happiness, wherever he is....with himself,
With her, with them, with him (? !) , or with you!
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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I Feel Happy
Mammas got a feeling, shes up all night
Do we give in?
Do we let go of the fight?
Well I dont know
Dont wanna be down, dragged through, messed around
Everybodys got their little fights to fight
I say no
I feel happy
I feel happy
I feel happy
Nothing you can say or do
Is ever gonna make me feel blue
No, no
Monkey see and monkey do
Follow me, Ill follow you
Well not tonight
Not this time
So cool to be suicidal
Maybe I will get up and feel good today
Cause this is my life
I feel happy
I feel happy
I feel happy
Nothing you can say or do
Is ever gonna make me feel blue
No, no
Monkey see and monkey do
Follow me, Ill follow you
Well not tonight
Not this time
So cool to be suicidal
Maybe I will get up and feel good today
Cause this is my life
I feel happy
I feel happy
I feel happy
Nothing you can say or do
Is ever gonna make me feel blue
No, no
song performed by by Sheryl Crow
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Not Lonely or Alone
Don't think you're alone
Nobody's alone in this world
If you don't have friends than God is watching you
God is watching you and protecting you everyday
God doesn't want you to feel lonely
He wants you to be happy
God might send a person who wants to be your friend to you
Why?
God knows that you're lonely and he never wants anybody to be lonely
So He sends a companion that will be by your side everyday
To make you happy, support you, and to share their kindess to you
If you think you're alone and feel lonely
Maybe I could help too
I always love to make people happy
If you don't have any friends, maybe I could be your friend
Don't think you're lonely
If you do... think about what God thinks and what I think
God and I never want anybody to think they're alone and feel lonely
I would like to be everybody's friend
Because I know everybody has good and bad
Even I do
I have friends who are mean to me
But I'm their friend
Because I know that they can't be happy without me
I'm sad when they are sad
Even if they're harsh
I'll be their friend
A friend always to look out for and support everyday
So don't think you're alone because you're not.
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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Happy Day
In...my...sensations
I believe that i...was
Born with the things that I know
I want...to talk...
Like evry
Before I decide what to do
And I fell all over and i
Couldnt stand up
I cant be critical
I cant wont stop
Such a happy day
For me
Bring a happy day
To me
Send a happy day
To me
And a happy day
Came to me come to me here it come...
Im...only...looking
Feel like my heart
Has a will of its own
I feel...feel nice inside
Right here
And now its...summer again
The story that I told
The story I made up
I was foolin around but i
Cant wont stop
Such a happy day
For me
Bring a happy day
To me
Send a happy day
To me
And a happy day
Come to me, come to me, here it come...
This...boy...is in motion
Some density
Moved right beside me
I want
My sentence
Right here
But now Im far away
A sign was given but
Many years have passed
Cost a little bit to love you but i
Wont cant stop
Such a happy day
For me
Bring a happy day
To me
Send a happy day
To me
And a happy day
Came to me come to me here it come...
Its alright
song performed by by Talking Heads
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I Do No Tours
Where
Do you get all of this 'stuff' from?
'From the attic'
From the attic?
But
I don't see any attic
'And you wont
I am the only one that has the key
And in my 'home'
I do no tours
I do guests
And no tours do those guests get.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mail-Box
As you arrive in the morning
To your office, my dear
And check your mails
Without doubt you know
I’ll be there for you
Waiting to give you
The mail of the day.
May be a poem
Or a prose -
A quote or a photo
That touches me…
And I would wish to
Share with you.
Or as ever before
Like I write everyday
My Diary of yesterday.
You may read in a hurry
As you always do
For you may have
Many other
Errands to run to.
Yet, my dear
Let me say it to you
That all my letters
And words to you
Are written with care
And the precious time
That I love to spend
Writing to you…
It’s been like this
For the past many years
And I hope it would be
For many, many years
When you open your
Mail-Box
And find in it
Amongst all your mails
A letter from me.
Everyday, every morning
For all those years
Till the day you retire
From your daily
Commuting…
To that very same Office
Of your 20 years.
And the day you retire
After your service
Of two decades more
You’ll have some nice
Memories
Of working together
With your colleagues
Many sour ones too
Of those meetings
That failed
Those deadlines
That derailed
And some good savings
Of your life of work
And a repertoire of friends
That stayed with you
Through all these years…
May be in one of those
Bitter-sweet memories
You might remember me
That mail-box girl
Who used to write to you
So very diligently
Every day of her life
To feel close to you
To be as near you
As much as she could
From many miles away
With a lonely, longing heart
And so many words to say.
For she couldn’t be your wife,
Neither your mistress
Nor be at your side
As you struggled and you hobbled
Through your life’s major strifes.
She could only be
A mute witness -
To all what you endured.
She could feel the stresses
And the strains
Of those sleepless nights
That eating outside
Those early morning wake-ups
Of your tours and travels
Like a vagabond
Trying to balance it out
Between work and home.
And they say: You are Married.
Married to your wife
Or your company, I guess.
For most of your time
Is taken away
By those tours
And your travels
Of a working life
Sans your wife
Beside you…
On many such nights
And busy days too
When you would rather
Be a husband to your wife
Than be a work-horse
All your Life.
And slog and slog and slog…
Thinking you are indispensable
For your company.
Yet that day would dawn on you
As it comes for every man
When he realises
That the company whom he
Worked for
Cared for more than his family
That very same company
To survive and thrive
In this world of the Fittest
Goes seeking young-blood
And leaves you aside.
And at the end of the day
You then do realise
Was it really worth
Giving those extra hours
Everyday
To your office over-time
And missing out on
Your wife’s
Diary for the Day
Or all what your son
Had to Say
To a Daddy-Dear
He could hardly get to see.
As a friend of yours,
A well-wisher too
And in this one of my
Many mails
That I write everyday
To you…
I would suggest you:
Take care of your wife
Be with your son
For these are the days
You would miss very often
When you grow old
And look back
In retrospection
And find that those
Glorious days you spent
Upgrading your career
Position and status
In the Office.
Those will go one day
And someone else
Would take your place
And the company would
Still survive without you
As it has done
With people coming and going
In all such big MNCs
Yet once your wife
Grows old
And your son grows up too,
You’ll miss these “good old” days
When you missed seeing your son
Growing up
Into the young lad
He would become one day.
And your wife would also feel
As If -
She has grown too old, too soon
For neither youth was on her side
Nor the time
She wished to cherish
With you, in her conjugal life.
So her youth and her time
Both awaited you
As the hope of life
Awaits a dying woman
On her Death-Bed.
As for me, My Love
I’ve never had the Fate
To live with you
And would probably never have
The Destiny
To share with you
My Life.
And yet, the woman out there
Your betrothed wife
Is a woman like me
And your son out there
Is also like the son
I’ve borne in me…
So, I would always love you
To have a happy family
Take care of them, my love
And be with them
As often as you can.
For a job may come,
A job may go…
Yet a wife once lost
Or a son gone forever
Won’t come back to you
However much you repent
Or regret
Later on…
Thinking of the Whys and Hows
Of the jobs that you did
The tours and the travels
And the over-time
Your company Fixed
For you.
Always Remember…
You are married to your wife
And not to your company.
And your son needs
The “Daddy-Dear” in you
Even if he may not tell you
Often, every day.
So Care, Share
And Be There
For Them…
Trust Me – You’ll get many more returns
And far more contentment
As you look back
Over the years…
Of all those precious moments
You spent with your family
Than going for power, position
Fame and money
And being a lap-dog to your Company
By running after them.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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FEEL AGAIN - Song Lyrics
Passing by my eyes
Are people living lives
They flow before my gaze
Just like the memories
In my mind
I watch them from
My hiding place
In shadows so
To hide my face
And as they pass
The memories flash
Of how it felt to feel that way
And home…
I long for home…
Where is my home…
Please take me home…
Home…
Please take me home…
Where is my home…
I long for home…
I watch the people
Not because
I wanna be their friend
I watch them not
Because I hope to know
Them in the end
I simply watch
And ask myself
Why do I feel this way
How did I get here
Can I hope
To feel again someday
To feel the feelings
That they feel…
To hope, to love, to cry
To fall and feel the pain
Or rise in triumph to the sky
And home…
I long for home…
Where is my home…
Please take me home…
Home…
Please take me home…
Where is my home…
I long for home…
All I have are memories
Of the times
When things were good
Memories of the days
Of when I felt
The way I should
Memories now that
Flow before the view
Inside my mind
Just as the passing people
Flow before my open eyes
Oh God! How can I be
Like them
Is there a way to
Start again
I know there is
I know its there
I’ll find it
I don’t ****ing care
What I have to go through
What I lose and what I lack
I know my heart
Can feel again
If I can only
Find my way back
Home…
I’m going home…
This is my home…
It feels like home…
Home…
This feels like home…
This feels like home…
This feels like home…
Home…
This feels like home…
This feels like home…
This feels like home…
I’m finally home
…Jeff Bresee
poem by Jeff Bresee
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The Happy Person
In a World where many have ulcers due to worry and stress
And where people are judged by material success
And since everyone answers to the reaper's call
The happy one is the most successful of all.
For the top job the happy one does not compete
And the happy one never feels sad in defeat
Not to be a hero or catch the big fish
Just to be happy in life is the happy one's wish.
The happy one can be a he or a she
But to find such a person do not look for me
Since like many others i feel weighed down by care
Though people like me they have never been rare.
The happy one everyone wishes to know
And the friends of the happy one in numbers grow
One who is not tainted by conceit or guile
And one who finds it easy to laugh and to smile
poem by Morgan Doe
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The happy Person
In a World where many have ulcers due to worry and stress
And where people are judged by material success
And since everyone answers to the reaper's call
The happy one is the most successful of all.
For the top job the happy one does not compete
And the happy one never feels sad in defeat
Not to be a hero or catch the big fish
Just to be happy in life is the happy one's wish.
The happy one can be a he or a she
But to find such a person do not look for me
Since like many others i feel weighed down by care
Though people like me they have never been rare.
The happy one everyone wishes to know
And the friends of the happy one in numbers grow
One who is not tainted by conceit or guile
And one who finds it easy to laugh and to smile.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Happy & Sad
Happy and Sad – never come together
They are very different in nature,
Happy is very cute, always smiling
Sad is just opposite, very depressing….
Sad is very jealous of Happy
The moment sad is in, Happy feels unsteady...
When Happy is with me, I am also very happy
But the moment Sad is in, I feel scared and shaky…
I just want to be alone, when I am with sad,
Though I know that he is very bad….
I know I can’t escape from sad
If I try to run away, I will go mad…
So, I try to react normal, irrespective of each other
I know that one is going to come after another…
poem by Sumita Datta
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Happy, Happy, Happy!
There's nothing wrong with me
...I'm happy
I live life to wake each day
...and be happy
i want to enjoy it in each and every way
...and be happy
I feel content to be here now
...i'm very happy
To be depressed i wouldn't know how
...because i'm happy
i walk each day with a smile on my face
...yep, because i'm happy
i don't like to cry or be sad
...because my life is happy
i think being miserable, is what makes people lives bad
...so, you guessed it, i'm happy
are you? =]
poem by Heather Coldwell
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Love Doesn't Hurt Have To Hurt
I learned a lesson in my life
But I learned it the hard way
I don't know why I used to fall in love
With the wrong kind
Then I suffer so much pain
But I only had myself to blame
maybe you came
In the nick of time to show me
Love doesn't have to hurt
To feel good
It's such a revelation
With you I can be myself
I know it should
Don't have to cry
Don't have to fight
Don't have to die
Not after tonight
Show me
Love (Love)
Doesn't have to hurt to feel good
Darling now it seems to me
Like I've always known you
But I still shudder
When I think back
On the lonely times
I used to keep all my feelings inside
From your eyes I have nothing to hide
Baby you came
In the nick of time to show me
Love doesn't have to hurt
To feel good
It's such a revelation
With you I can be myself
I know it should
Don't have to cry
Don't have to fight
Don't have to die
Not after tonight
Show me
Love (Love)
Doesn't have to hurt to feel good
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Baby
Lying here beside you
Feels so fine
Talking about everything in this heart of mine
Love doesn't have to hurt
To feel good
It's such a revelation
With you I can be myself
I know it should
Don't have to cry
Don't have to fight
And in your arms
Not after tonight
Show me
Love (Love)
Doesn't have to hurt to feel good
Yeah
Thank you baby
song performed by by Atomic Kitten from Feels So Good
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Suppose We Should Feel Happy
Suppose we should feel happy for to live another day
When one more wealthy person by the reaper called away
Into the life hereafter if there be such a thing
Who can say of this paradise where happy angels sing.
Suppose we should feel happy though circumstance we curse
We may not have much money though things could be far worse
And we ought to count our blessings for our good gift of health
Though it would seem a bonus to add to that some wealth.
Suppose we should feel happy and we ought not complain
If we can't afford the roof repairs though it always leaks in rain
This is the Christian principle 'be happy with your lot'
But how can you feel happy if money you haven't got? .
Suppose you should feel happy though the rent is overdue
And the landlord for his payment is pressurizing you
And your fridge is almost empty and not much food left to eat
And you and your wife and two young children might soon be on the street.
Suppose we should feel happy though we are in the red
And we can't sleep for worrying we toss and turn in bed
And the refrigerator is empty and the child cry to be fed
And suppose we should feel happy 'those words are easily said'.
poem by Francis Duggan
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To a Happy Marriage
This poem, to a happy marriage,
When the couple got in and out of the carriage.
Always together, never leaving oneanother,
Everyone cries, the bride, sisters, mother, father and brother.
Yet all that comes to the grooms mind is 'you okay? '
He is crazy, her mothers home is where she is willing to stay!
Yet people ask 'why is that you cry? '
They too are stupid! , she wont stop even if she'll try!
Its her home she leaves,
Everyone, her departure grieves.
Gives up her ownself,
To someone else.
Hoping he will for all life to come, care,
In all distances be near.
To a happy marriage, this poem I dedicate,
That this happy couple is never struck by bad fate.
I wish, hope and pray,
To see them together, happy this way.
poem by Ulveena Aitzaz
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Death And Departure.....
he is filling up his calendar
with travels
dream tours somewhere in the north
and then the south
white sandy beaches, cool green mountains
exotic cuisine, luxury hotels
tickets for two
all paid packaged tours
she is finally saying that she is not going anywhere
she will stay in the house
'... and die early'.
his bags are ready, the plane is waiting.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Inadequate Words For Thank You
I know the words I'd like to say to you...
to give thanks for all that you've done.
But each time I try to say the words...
they escape me as fast as they come.
How could I ever thank you enough?
It's because of you I now feel whole.
You encouraged me to find my strength...
so I could embrace the depths of my soul.
You've taught me so many lessons for life...
you made me believe I deserved to be first.
You forced me to test my broken wings...
and hugged me when I was at my worse.
You paint the world a colorful rainbow...
It's because of you I now can dream.
You never gave up on who you knew I was...
knowing I was not the person I seemed.
Could there ever be adequate words of thanks...
for being there with me when times were tough?
Everything that I feel I want to say to you...
doesn't quit measure up to being enough.
How could I possibly just say thanks?
Thanks for being there through all my tears.
Thanks for ten thousand little things you've done...
and for putting up with me over the years?
Thanks for changing with me as I changed...
and for NOT accepting some of my flaws.
Thanks for not loving me because you had to...
but still loving me...'just because'.
A million thanks for never giving up on me...
though I know you've been at wits end.
Thanks for always being honest to me, about me...
but mostly thanks for truly being my friend.
poem by Shelly Price
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Life Is Sweet
It’s graduation night
and something doesn’t feel right
My friends and I are moving on
Everyone is up and gone
My childhood has slipped away
It left without anything to say
This doesn’t feel how I thought it would
Not as happy as I should be….
Is this my life slipping through my fingers
The smell of my childhood still lingers
And I’m feeling scared and alone
Everything I’ve known is close to gone
Now It’s my fourth year of college
Gotten through four years of knowledge
Lost some friends and made some new
Learned some things I thought I knew
Drank too much and studied less
Thought I’d break under all the stress
And now it’s coming to an end
I’m on the road, here comes a bend..
Is this my life slipping through my fingers
The smell of college bars still lingers
And I’m feeling scared and alone
Everything I’ve known is close to gone
This is it, this is my life changing
Everything I’ve ever known is rearranging
Can’t stop it now, won’t even try
Nothing I can do, no need to cry..
And now It’s been ten years
All the work and all the tears
Have paid off in the end
I met a man who’s my best friend
Tied the knot in the fall
Watched our baby learn to crawl
And now my life feels so complete
Life is just so sweet…
poem by Maggie lll
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