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The Twin

Happiness is the hidden status
Of expressed sadness
It is the same source
From where happiness
And sadness originate.

Deep sadness enables one
To absorb deep happiness

The drink pot which kisses your lips
Once suffered the fire of potter

Its a game of space and time
Like light and darkness
Sadness and happiness live live together
But expresses in different time.

poem by Devil Poet
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Happiness And Sadness

Happiness what is it, is it love,
or is it just another sound, another word,
happiness is just another thing,
happiness is just another thing to believe in,

Happiness is only for those who deserve,
those who do not won't get the happiness,
those who are happy I pity them,
they know nothing, nothing about this world,

Happiness is evil, we may not see this,
but its true, happiness is evil in so many ways,
happiness is a disguise for the true world,
the hard, cold, hard loving world we live in today,

Happiness is the only feeling you think you want,
I know it isn't I know the dark secrets of the emotion,
I know its hidden secrets, I know its every lying lies,
happiness so cold and unfair to those who don't have it,

my only emotion I take for granted is sadness,
I find this emotion deep, profound, yet enlightening,
sadness so cold and envious is so true,
the sadness is what we need on this world,

sadness is the true world happiness isn't,
the decision is your, live a dream or live reality,
i'm living reality and i'm in the sadness,
the cold, dark, alone, cruel, all alone sadness....

poem by Richard Belis
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Happiness... what is it?

what happiness is actually..
when somebody said.. happiness is when u get your first date..
but I said NO..
we would feel happy
if only we had date with no fight for nothing untill the end...

what happiness is actually..
when somebody said.. happiness is when u get married..
but i said NO..
we are really feel the full of happiness
if only we could keep that feel until we die with our couple...

for the third times I ask:
what happiness is actually...
having child.. somebody said..
yes of course I said..
having child is one of happiness..
but is getting to be deep of sadness..
if only the child is not us anymore...

then... what happiness is actually...
I said for the last time:
happiness is sadness...
happiness is badness...
happiness is madness...
because happiness
is sure will bring us
to the sadness.. badness.. even madness...

poem by Omy Istibsyarah
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Perpetual Happiness

It must not be true
that we are seeking
perpetual happiness.

For happiness filled
the space between sadness
and it is to sadness
we owe our next engagement
with happiness.

You see, sadness is the frame
and happiness- its painting.

(Jember, East Java-Indonesia/November 12th,2007)

poem by Ave Lilik
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There Is This Sadness That Brings......

there is this sadness that i want
to give to you
but of course, you shall not accept it

for who is foolish enough
to welcome sadness when all hopes
of our humanity are pinned
on happiness?

but there is this sadness that makes us silent
and responsible upon our own shoulders
there is this sadness that makes us
fully human, and fully alive,
there is this sadness that brings you literature
and poetry
and then all those fame and fortune that you
have been seeking
there is this sadness which has another consequence
the purification of the soul
the everlasting happiness

shall you not take it now?

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Everywhere I Am/My Sadness Comes Back To Me

Everywhere I am
My sadness comes back to me-
Sadness it seems
Is part of my essential self
I carry it with me like a signature.

One day perhaps in some perfect heaven
I will not find it within me
But now here in this world
Where even the greatest Goodness and Happiness
May know loss
It is with me always
Even if sometimes only as a possibility-

Sadness goes with me wherever I go
And I am sadness it seems in some of my essence-

Bless the light of the day and the beauty of the world
And those moments of rare exuberance
In which Sadness is not.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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Welcome 2009, Let Happiness Come, And Sadness Too.

you welcome happiness and success
then you must also welcome the ugly ones
and sadness
with equal lengths of your arms

i think, in life, that is fair enough.
there shall be no forced happiness
there shall be no denial of sadness

welcome all, say yes to everything
what is there left for us to choose?

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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We Drank The Sadness

Come! !
Solitude, my friend
Accompany me tonight.
come! !
sit to my side
and bring your glass and pour in it
the sadness of solitary hearts.

Take their tears, put yours and take mine.
Let´s allow them to ferment a while
until they are converted into wine,
that tonight I want to get drunk
with the wine of sadness.

Tonight, in your company, I'll not only
drink your sadness and the sadness of world
but, rather, I´ll get drunk myself with my heart´s sadness
and the solitude of my soul.

Come solitude!
Let´s leave to walk and let´s scream to the world
that tonight we drank its sadness
and the drunkenness of the sadness
in happiness it finished! !

poem by Enrique Alberto Hurtado Minotta
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An Ethical Ideal: The Happiness Of Others Is My Happiness

The happiness of others is my happiness-
Their sadness is my sadness-
Without them I cannot wholly be who I am-
And what they are to me
Helps make me real to myself.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Crys 2

Crys are various and of many kinds
For examples, here are a few

The cry of frustration when a housewife's dinner is a flop
The cry of sadness of a little girl when her pet kitten died

The cry of happiness when a little boy's father gives him a dog
The cry of happiness when a little girl's mother gives her a new do; ;

The cry of anger when someone has done you a wrong
the cry of happiness when you have forgiven someone

The cry of happiness when you have been released from debt
The cry of sadness when your best friend has passed on

Of all the crys in the world
These are just a few

April 27,2006, Clarence A. Graham, Jr.

poem by Jr. Clarence A. Graham
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Flow Of Pain

Happiness is where?
Happiness does someone care
Sadness is hard to bare
Is it right or fare
To feel that way?
Day by day
Life goes on with blues
I'm not alone
There are a few
A overhead fan keeps me cool
Inside I'm flowing with moods
Sadness to gladness
Seems a tower away
I'm down under
Looking through
All I feel is blues
A broken flow of pain
Happiness is to gain
I have awareness in vain
I need the tools.

poem by Michael T. Belair
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Are You Sad?

You sound so sad,
Are you really

Sad?

Is your garden
Without any

Flower?

I am sad.

You doubt the sound
Of
My sadness?

What does
Sadness really
Sound

Like?

Does it sound like
A seagull’s journey
Along soundless
Stream on a

A dimming orange
Sunset, at the
Sea’s
Horizon

Homeward bound
Alone?

Is sadness in
True sadness
Sound at

All?

Is sadness not the
Maimed mouth
& death of the

Tongue?

The sound of my sadness
Is the sound of your
Sadness

You read me
In between
Some lines
In that imaginary
Phrase

Perhaps if you look for
Some flowers, or
Even a single flower
In-there
You may find it
If you really
Insists

But
You have to put
The flower
Yourself
Out-there

Sowing the seed
Of sensitivities

Who knows
If later, happiness
Grows
Like some unwanted
Weeds &

They would be many,

Not just one.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Mind's Polarities

It’s said – and so it seems to be –
that when the individual mind
emerges from that place where mind
rests, perfect, and in unity with all things to be known –
in that place, which is; within us, and without us:

that in that moment, as the mind expands,
and as its sphere within expands to match that sphere without,
polarities arise; such axis as may join them
to lie hidden and forgot; instead we see
all as remotenesses, that grow ever more the farther;

and then – the aweful nature of the human lie –
name them ‘opposites’… and in that step,
a further one, ‘duality’…

and so, condemn ourselves to fruitless life
where, across the vast mind’s sphere,
sadness – let’s say – sees, far off, that pure happiness -
too far, too far, to be within its reach…
and happiness, seeing far off, sadness, seeks in pleasure
to keep its distance…and so, the balance swings,
the world wags, and the mind knows only restlessness…

and knows, desire… how we forget,
we could not know desire, but that we knew
what desire desires; what’s missing in our world;
sadness, knowing the happiness; what would sadness be
without its knowing, in full, its happiness? ..

if we but saw desire as grace; looked at it with clear eye;
we might see, lurking there within,
beyond the warnings of its waywardness,
that holy thing that yearns alway for onefulness…

and as we have departed,
then by grace, so we return;
find by that third perfect point;
that eye that sees, from its eternal home,
duality to resolve in unity..
and all absolved, we’re absolute..

*

this, by mine own hand… writ
in a deep yearning sadness;
sadness that would fain convince itself
that happiness, this morning, is too distant; so, then,
to abide in sorrowed sadness…

and yet, there are strange joys,
where sadness meets all other things, in duty and in law;
speaks of all things in some strange disguise;
finds its heart, where heart it never sought;

and so, if words may do
what words should do, I name this poem’s end
its true beginning: name it now,
dedicating it, to truth and joy, and to myself:
A Poem in Praise of Happiness.

poem by Michael Shepherd
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Gesture Of Happiness

GESTURE OF HAPPINESS
Gesture of happiness is not a crime,
so always spread happiness,
happiness is our birth right,
drive away all the tensions,
if you are engulfed in sadness,
try to find an excuse of happiness,
gesture of happiness

poem by Dr. Ram Sharma
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Sonnet: Anticipate Woes; Lose not Hope

When sadness goes and joy has replaced it,
Remember Man, ’tis just a transient state;
One’s happiness depends on how you’re hit;
Enjoy as if ’tis not your one life-mate.

Who knows how long the present joys shall last?
Ready thyself for flood of sadness’ might;
Despite one’s hunger, one must always fast;
Both joy and sadness keep your mind’s frame right.

A joyful state can last for days on end,
Nor sadness comes without some joy between;
Live life as if God always is your Friend;
Expect sad things as life is very mean.

Life will adjust no matter, what come may!
Each night will be followed by a new day.

6-6-2001

poem by John Celes
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Feelings-07

Sadness is like being lost
Happiness is like nothing can go wrong

Music is like a summer day
Paris Hilton is an old forgotten dog

Excitement is overrated happiness
Boredom is what i feel everyday

Depression can be like a reflection of my life
Joy is a rare feeling i get when i feel loved

Pain is the hurt and sorrow you put me through
Misery is like having no one to stand beside you

Sadness is like being lost
Happiness is like nothing can go wrong

poem by Selena Star
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The happiness

The happiness

It's not easy to feel so happy every day
and not easy to full in it
It's came just for a moment
And we must know the sadness
to feel in it
No life without happiness
And there is no way to run away from the sadness
It's the rules of life: day for you
And day on you
some persons smile when they in the middle of war
Just to make the happiness
The happiness it's the important thing to complete our life

Sarah Hamid

poem by Sarah Hamid
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Unwanted Company

I have this moment of joy
That a new day has come.

The feeling of happiness that you are gone.
Then, the heaviness sinks in
You are still here!

I do not want you around me
The feelings of sorrow and sadness that you bring me
What have I done to attract you?
I do not want you.

I bare the dagger in my heart
that you have placed
I can not remove it
you are much stronger.

I have everything
that a women desires
except the company of you.
I know this is who you are
But, please I do not want you.

I always remember the days
When you haven't found me
The joy, the felicity
The happiness I felt
how I miss you happiness

I still put a smile on my face
that you can not
take away from me
If it's real or not
I will never give that to you.

I know deep down inside
happiness we will meet again...

poem by Elpida Sarnacchiaro
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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

poem by Sam Byron
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Emotionless

No Love,
No Life,
No Pain,
No Peace,
No happiness's,
No Sadness,
No Hate,
No more can happen to our fate,
Emotionless some people stand today
No Love,
No Life,
No Pain,
No Peace,
No happiness's,
No Sadness,
No Hate,
No more can some one be held in arms and feel the love,
and release the hate,
No more tears to cry,
All is to live for,
Is the day we die,
No Love,
No Life,
No Pain,
No Peace,
No happiness,
No Sadness,
No Hate,
No more but its all Fake
Emotionless is how we all stand today.

poem by Nicole Arishenkoff
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Lines

I asked
Happiness
To give me
Some lines
To write
Happily…

It grimaced
And said -
There was
Nothing
In its booty.
It felt so empty.

So to help me
It went out of the way
To borrow some lines
From sadness and gave
Those to me.

So here I am
Writing some lines
To you, borrowed
From my friends -
Messrs. Happiness
And Sadness who
Were kind enough
To lend some lines
To me....for thee....

poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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