Happy Life Poetry Novels & Stories

The Lord has promised good to me, His Word my hope secures; He will my Shield and Portion be, As long as life endures. Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail, And mortal life shall cease, I shall possess, within the veil, A life of joy and peace. The earth shall soon dissolve like snow, The sun forbear to shine; But God, who called me here below, Will be forever mine. When we’ve been there ten thousand years, Bright shining as the sun, We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise

na mile toh shayari achchi ho hi jaati hai (Every poetess should get married ... if you get a good husband then life is well spent ... if not, then atleast your poetry improves) " he said with a lots of emotional like all of its coming from his heart He is not a superstar for nothing. " Jab pyar mein pyar na ho ... jab dard mein yaar na ho ... jab aansoon mein muskaan na ho ... jab lafzon mein zubaan na ho ... jab saansein bas yoon hi chale ... jab har din mein raat dhale ... jab intezar sirf waqt ka ho ... jab yaad us kambhakht ki ho ... kyun hoon main raahi jab woh hai kisi aur ki manzil ... dhadkano ne saath chhod diya ... ae dil hai mushkil, ae dil hai mushkil

“You knew how much I loved him” Kimora couldn’t help but glance between them. Sensing the tension building, she intervened in an attempt to defuse the escalating tension. “Larisa dear, I know it hurts, I’m not in your shoes right now to know how pained you are. Dwelling in the past won’t change anything. You’re an amazing person. One day, you’ll meet someone who appreciates you and would forever be faithful to you” “You heard her. Focus on making yourself happy. Your worth is not determined by someone who chooses to be with someone else” Ava added softly. Larisa looked at Daisy from head to toe and sighed deeply.

She's smiling beautifully in the picture. Jayden smiled and stroked the picture lightly,“ You know what Alicia? I met a fatty today. Don't ask me if I like her cause I don't. She's rude, ugly well maybe a little pretty and she's chubby. I wish you were here right now. You could have met her and maybe liked her. I miss you alot bestfriend. Do you miss me too?”

That's the last thing that I have heard when everything turns black. ---- Copyright © 2021 PenOfHope All Rights Reserved DON'T PLAGIARIZE OR DISTRIBUTE.REMEMBER, STEALING IS A CRIME. The following is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

Cause I want to be happy for the rest of my life and this time no one and anything is taking my happiness away from me ~ ™Away I go, carried on wings of passion™ ™Drinking droplets of time™ ™My heart has flown from it's cage™ ™Falling in love with myself, Embracing lie with open arm™ ™Away I go, carried on wings of passion™ ™My heart has frown from it's cage™ ™Falling in love with myself, Embracing life with open arms™ ™Clasping the moment in your fingertips like a butterfly™ ™As it takes wing it leaves traces of Colour™

My heart beats than normal and I didn't know what happened next when suddenly I collapsed. But before my eyes shut completely, I saw the same man I meet back in my first day in school, the gorgeous man I have ever saw. I smile. I felt myself being lift and warm took over my body, I snuggles more closer to the warm source I have. My once trembling muscles and nerves are calming and relaxing. Leaning my head to the hard surface yet very comfortable one, I sigh. ~~♥~~

I nodded as a sign of response and it was good that Kuya Sam retracted the roof of the mustang so they didn't see my next reaction. At this point, I just smiled. I hope you are happy with the woman you found. Take care of yourself Adem as I take care of you. Be happy always... As you drift away you fade away. I pray that before this time ends, you can possess eternal happiness. I won’t forget these unforgettable memories I will cherish for a long time. Let’s say our last goodbyes. We are not for each other... “Happiness can exist only in acceptance” - George Orwell.

With the money made, I had my parents' ashes transported back and laid them to rest in the best plot there was. As I cut a watermelon and shared it with my parents, I held a piece as I smiled at them. "Check it out. I grew them myself, and it's the species you both liked the most. "I'm doing very fine by myself, don't worry—it's all in the past now, and my life will only get better from here." A breeze brushed against my cheek gently just then, as if my parents' touch. As surely as the river flowed to the sea, we had returned to our old home.

Happiness is in everything; I dare you to invite it in. It is in the rain, cool and fresh, just as deeply as the sunshine, for they bring forth different emotions. Happiness is enjoying the moment, being present for that gift that is living, and allowing it to become intense Jade p.o. v