Grateful One
I do not wonder why,
Things are the way they are.
They are the way they are!
And I don't wonder why.
I do not sit with wishes,
That events could turn out differently.
Or reminisce in 'what ifs'...
Of 'that' which should have been done.
Especially if I've been empowered,
To pursue a choice that has been made.
With regrets I should have left alone...
Like some frozen in a time zone!
I have known for quite some time...
Whatever happiness I have,
Is happiness that is mine!
And I don't wonder why that is!
It 'is' as it is.
And I am the grateful one!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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is getting you first job
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happiness,
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is what makes the world go around
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Do I Need This?
'Do I need this? '
Yes you do!
You have been overdue for a wakeup call,
And now that has come to you.
Not only will the clarity
Of the reality
Restore your vim and vigor!
But with that pettiness gone...
You will have your mind on much bigger issues,
To find you becoming centered.
With a desire of 'that' to pursue!
And that's good!
So needed.
And this couldn't be a better time!
For 'you' to be truer to YOU.
'WHY are you so optimistic?
You talk out of your mind!
That's too surrealistic! '
I've been waiting for you,
To find your life more simplistic!
If you realize your time,
Has been devoted being out of it...
Most of the time being unrealistic.
Worrying about trying to keep pretentions up.
Only to find yourself spending time,
For something that sucks!
Just for an image to front up?
You will discover...
Once you have recovered.
How foolish it has been,
To have spent your happiness...
On pinching pennies, nickles and dimes!
And not a dollar left,
To ease a peace you have left behind!
And for what?
To find yourself strapped and saddled,
For 'things' that mean nothing?
For something that continues to leave you,
Broke and flat on your butt?
And have brought you heartache and fuss.
For a life you cuss?
YES!
I am glad you have finally given that up!
Do you need to go through this?
Yes!
Now you have an opportunity,
To seek real happiness!
And 'that' has never been about
Taking mental trips...
That find you left,
Going completely ballistic!
'Do 'you' need this? '
YES!
And I hope, my friend...
You will stop defending that sadness.
To let a gladness begin!
And sever yourself from all that stressful mess!
Let it go.
Free from the addiction...
That keeps you tied up in restrictions!
You are concerned you may miss.
You may...
However,
Experience times of withdrawal!
An anxiety once hidden.
However...
Slowly it will leave you to be,
That 'you' rediscovered...
And totally free from all that 'stuff'
Not worthy to even reminisce.
'Do you need this? '
Yes!
And be grateful...
To whatever it was,
That pulled you away from it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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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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What is your happiness?
happiness for some is a buck and a quarter,
happiness for other is a son or a daughter.
but what is happiness to you?
sure you can define,
if your feeling is such that you're no longer mine.
what is happiness...
and how can it be;
that there was once happiness,
now, no longer seen?
paradise we 'shared'
twas paradise to me,
now the paradise is just that of a flooded dream.
time is of the essance,
but time is what you need.
time to mend a broken heart,
or tear it at the seam.
words unspoken,
one side unheard,
all that your feeling,
is my number one concern.
you thoughts, your feelings this knowledge I yearn,
all that I've spoken, but now it's your turn.
Copyright © Adam Rubenstein January 2007
poem by Adam Rubenstein
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A touch of happiness
Could I ever have the happiness
of those who cannot walk
having a first step even if small?
Could I ever have the happiness
of those unsighted feeling
shadows for the first time?
Could I have the happiness
of music heard by one who
hear no sound?
Could I have the happiness
of the hungry parent
able to feed a child?
Could I have the happiness
of ones who after hard falls
finds no more holes?
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Did we forgot how to appreciate what we have, the small things, have we forgotten our priorities? ..Do we really need to gain a big loss for the chance to touch happiness?
What
IS
Happiness? ?
poem by Elena Sandu
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Wasting It On Wishes
Never again will I view my disappointments as man made.
I use to believe my wishes had to meet someone's approval.
Before I could express my happiness.
Now it is so clear...
My happiness has to be expressed.
Whatever the outcome and throughout the process.
How can I rely on someone giving to me,
What inside of me I am not feeding?
Or digesting as that which belongs.
I want what I deserve served to stay.
I've learned to nibble each spice of life I like.
It prolongs the taste.
And wasting it on wishes for someone else...
To define,
Was an awakening I found...
Left me impatiently waiting.
With preferences.
Picked and selected.
For me?
And I had my own menu right in my hands.
All of it prepared to my specifications....
If I noticed?
Finally,
In time I did.
Once I maintained my focus.
And relied on choices I made.
Whether some pleased or not.
And if something I was to eat,
Came to meet my satisfaction...
Indecisiveness of doubts,
Would have to dropp and be stopped.
And finally...
In time,
'They' did!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Happiness To Me
Does Happiness depend upon comfort? ’
The answer is definitely a big, ‘No! ’
Happiness lies in not comforts alone!
Happiness is not a static quality of the
human mind, body and soul.
All can’t remain happy all the time.
It would be foolishness to wish for a life,
filled with happiness alone;
Life could become boring, when happiness is prolonged.
Even A pauper can be happier than the prince.
Even A beggar smiles and sleeps well, despite much strife.
Happiness is a frame of mind that’s dynamic in nature;
Happiness is a kind of mood of feeling very well;
Happiness is a state of one, when life seems worth living;
Happiness is all within;
Happiness is in giving;
Happiness is in sharing;
Happiness does not depend on comforts;
Happiness cannot be bought by money;
Happiness is not all luxury;
Happiness is in being child-like, though adult;
Happiness is in sacrificing for others’ sake;
Happiness is in doing acts of charity;
Happiness is when you’ve led a righteous life.
Happiness to some is in dreams alone;
Happiness to some doing risky feats;
Happiness to a few is in a sheer lazy life;
Happiness to me is in loving.
poem by Richard Maginness
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Choice of life
Human have a gift named a choice
Human have an illusion named a choice
There is no other creature that should decide more to live
Human have a hope called a choice
Human have despair called a choice
There is no other creature that trapped often in such continuous and repeat conflict
Some could turn good because one choice
Some could turn bad because one choice
All have the consequence but right or wrong will never be known before
Human have a wish for a choice
Human have regret for a choice
There is no other creature that always goes between happiness and sorrow
When a choice made not all may be satisfied
When a choice made not all may be rescued
But the change will never happened if we stay silent
Human have fate to choose
Human also choose their fate
The interaction of those things will create what people called the choice of life
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Happiness - Part: 3
Where did the happiness go?
It was my friend. It didn't turn on me.
It was all my fault; I drove the happiness away.
Happiness! Come back to me!
Please! I need you!
Happiness abandoned me in my time of need.
All beause of me. Selfish, Evil, Thoughtless, Me.
Where did the happiness go?
It was my friend. It didn't turn on me.
It was all my fault; I drove the happiness away.
Happiness
(b. anderson jr.)
Lea:
You know some kids ask us what happiness really is.
Well, to me happiness is a hamburger, going to the movies, new clothes.
Well, what's your happiness, gerard?
Gerard:
My happiness is a hotdog sandwich, new rubber shoes, new t-shirts,
New jeans and also my favorite part of happiness is love.
Lea:
Happiness is two kinds of ice cream
Finding your skate key, telling the time
Happiness is learning to whistle
Tying your shoe for the very first time
Happiness is playing the drum in your own school band
And happiness is walking hand in hand
Gerard:
Happiness is five different crayons
Knowing a secret, climbing a tree
Happiness is finding a nickel
Catching a firefly, setting him free
Happiness is being alone every now and then
And happiness is coming home again
Lea:
Happiness is morning and evening
Gerard:
Daytime and nighttime, too
Both:
For happiness is anyone and anything at all
That's loved by you
Gerard:
Happiness is having a sister
Lea:
Sharing a sandwich
Both:
Getting along
Happiness is singing together when day is through
And happiness is those who sing with you
Happiness is morning and evening
Daytime and nighttime, too
For happiness is anyone and anything at all
That's loved by you
song performed by by Lea Salonga
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Happiness
happiness is what i seek
happiness makes me weak.
plant the seed so it can grow
and in time it will show
the fruits of your labor
it is something that you can savor.
happiness can be found-if you turn and look around
happiness can be seen in your face.!
and it could spread throughout the land.
all it needs is'a helpng hand'.
poem by Louis Rams
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Eluding Happiness
The bliss of happiness,
is something I always seem to miss,
Is it beautiful to be happy?
I can see the joys of happiness...
but how can you truly know something exists if you cannot feel it yourself?
Happiness might have tried to enter my heart at some point...
But what was the point where I denied?
Should I have let it in....
Would I have been a differant person?
So many questions arise in this moment,
To see the lives happiness touches,
This final question gets me ever time.....
Why can't happiness Touch the life thats mine.
poem by Crimson Love
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Earn Happiness, Get tuned to the fact 'This too shall pass
This too shall pass
Is the famous adage
And is inscribed on a golden finger ring
Which, when worn
Changes the mood of the person
He/she turns sad, if happy before wearing
He/she turns joyful, if in sorrow before wearing
The requirement is that
The wearer should read the inscription
Message is simple
And telling great many things
It says
Things are changing and always
Are in a passing mode to another phase
Examine your life
It should be having
Enough number of samples
Depicting this message
Your entire life has been
Only a passing of events
The day you were born
Was celebrated and it passed
You were a kid and brought
Happiness and joy to your elders
And those days to passed
Milestones in your life
Whether celebrated, suffered, or mourned
All passed
Events which were pleasant at the time of its occurrence
Turned otherwise with the change in time
And similarly sad events
Had reasons for your joy later
Do not get stuck to an emotional impact
Of an occurrence
As the same event
Will make you feel totally otherwise
As time passes
Check your emotions
Do not overindulge any emotion
Understand that
Over a period of time
Things shape up
Nurse in you a positive approach
And train your intelligence to be confident
That things occurred are for good only
If they are otherwise
They are bound to turn in your favour later
Earn happiness
By this great schooling that teaches you that
This too shall pass
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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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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Where Is The Poem Of The Evening?
Where is the poem of the evening?
Has it been lost to my happiness?
A happiness that does not really know why it is
But just is
Here now -
As if I in my old age have learned to love
Whatever time I have
And so defy the thought of all the unending time
In which I will not be on earth-
Who knows how much is left?
Some years? Some days? the next moment?
Whatever it is
I am at ease with my life now
Though I did not become all I dreamed-
And do not know the future –
There may not be much time left
But whatever time is left
I must do the best I can
To live in it as fully as happily as possible-
In my old age
I am surprised
At how happy I am
I do not know for how long it will continue
But it is here now and it is good-
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Inside my happiness...
Inside my happiness, there is nothing but happiness for me.
Inside my happiness, the colors are so bright and vivid and I am able to see everything clearly.
Inside my happiness, there were no dark times because in my happiness the sun always shines.
Inside my happiness, there is no pain, there is no fear and there certainly is no doubt.
Inside my happiness, we all live as one and there is peace for all beings.
Inside my happiness, there is God and he has planned all of this for me.
Inside my happiness, addiction never happend.
Inside my happiness, there are no sorrows and no tears for the hurt doesnt exist.
Inside my happiness, there is you, and you are everything.
Inside my happiness, there is a woman who is ready for life.
Inside my happiness, there is nothing but happiness for me.
poem by Amber Swiney
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Door To My Happiness
You are the only one who holds the key to opening the door to my happiness. Each time you unlock my door, you make me come alive and make one exist in time. One precious turn of a key and you make me feel what it is to be happy and to be at peace with myself. On every level you know how to get to the heart of my happiness. Your unselfish ways to make me loved and understood are sometimes more than I can bear, as I have never known this kind of happiness ever before.
What can I say that will ever let you know how happy you make me feel? What word, which phrase will let you know that without you in my life, I would never know what true happiness could ever be? It is not enough to share this happiness, it has to be cherished with a guilty pleasure.
You bring the best out of me every time you unlock the door to my happiness. Colors swirl about me: bright yellows, greens, and oranges...music and song fill within my heart and soul...knowing you are the only one who can unlock the door to my happiness.
poem by Midnight Bones
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Erased
My trust in you has rusted,
Cracked and crusted.
My faith?
That remains strong.
That has helped me carry on.
My thoughts of you...
With an 'us' I knew?
I am doing the best to forget,
That you and I even met.
We did our best.
And perhaps,
Could have done better...
To avoid any regrets.
But I have recovered,
To find a peace of mind.
Whatever we had...
I have long put to rest.
It is in a past I have left behind.
And the happiness I have?
That I hope you can detect?
See it and know none of it is yours...
To touch any part of it to get.
Not to waste time...
Sitting in chats to reminisce.
This joy I feel is very real to me.
And 'you' have been replaced,
Without a single trace!
Erased from my Christmas list.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I see happiness as a by-product. I don't think you can pursue happiness. I think that phrase is one of the very few mistakes the Founding Fathers made.
quote by James Hillman
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Happiness
Happiness is my high.
Happiness feels great inside.
Happiness is quite rare.
Happiness is barely there.
Happiness comes when I am around friends.
Happiness always ends.
Happiness I want more.
Happiness I adore.
Happiness is when my mom calls.
Happiness is when watching waterfalls.
Happiness is my high.
Happiness feels good inside.
poem by Jean Pullman
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