Emotions In words

Happy poems ch.1

POEM 1. What is happiness,I hear you say? What helps us smile,On those dreary days? What sends a tingle,through our bones? What helps us talk,In cheerful tones? How does it pick,How does it choose; When to come,And when to move. How does it know,To work its way through,Every single person; like me and you. Some people try,As hard as they can,To steal it away,From another man. But it's yours forever,it's yours to keep; Don't let them take,Something so deep. You must look within yourself,When times are blue,Because happiness is a thing,That lives within you.

POEM 2. It is such a joy to feel really happy. Your heart sings your feet dance your mind sways in the wind. The world is light you float on a breeze. The world moves to the rhythm of your joy every note is sung with the voice of contentment.
POEM 3. Because happiness is a memory it exist because at the same time the reverse is also true. I mean this: because happiness reminds us of happiness it pursues us and therefore we flee from it and vice versa,I mean this: that we look for happiness because it hide in our memories and vice versa,I mean this: happiness must exist somewhere at some time because we remember it and it reminds us.

POEM 4. It doesn't have to be grand or compelling,because happiness is usually small anyway. Therefore anything that touches your heart no matter the size,it is what makes you really happy.

POEM 5. There is no such thing as perfect. Where did that word even come from? The perfect husband,the perfect job the perfect,the perfect marriage. We are all human,living in a human world. Most are nice,sincere,loving,even kind. But perfect causes such unhappiness. Perfect is unreal,untouchable. Accept good,well done and wonderful. Do your best,be your best. There is no such thing as perfect. Be happy,not perfect.

POEM 6. Happiness looks like a bright yellow sun; It smells like a fresh spring day; It sounds like birds calling to each other in the morning; It feels like a fragrant,beautiful red rose; It tastes like a bar of chocolate.

POEM 7. Be happy,Be who you want to be. If others don't like it,let them be. As the saying goes,happiness is a choice. Life isn't about pleasing everybody.

POEM 8. Being yourself even when it's not necessary,when it's not required. Even when the world's not perfect and the sky has it's clouds. Just walking there. Just being yourself. Just closing your eyes,smiling. Just walking there,existing,breathing happiness.

POEM 9. Dream into being happiness of a garden planted with seeds of joy. Growing into fall blooms of peaceful contentment blossoming into light filled of endless beauty.

POEM 10. I heard that happiness comes in hand,But,opening my fist,I found the flowing sand,My passions are my chase in life,Life is though difficult to survive,But I am hopeful to find my way,And i am hopeful to have my say,I know life will get back to me one day,That would be a new day.

POEM 11. It isn't what you have or who you are or where you are or what you are doing that makes you happy or unhappy. It is what you think about it.

POEM 12. Sun high in the sky. She feels as if she can fly high into the light season words: light,sun. These season words represent summer and the feeling of happiness and light.

POEM 13. In the pursuit of happiness: You'll be well on your way, If you do something you love for just five minutes a day.

POEM 14. Happiness is like a butterfly the more you chase it,The more it will elude you,But if you turn your attention to other things,It will come and sit softly on your shoulder.

POEM 15. Life is to short. Grudges are a waste of perfect happiness. Laugh when you can.