Poetry About Being Happy Novels & Stories

“For making me so happy.” In that moment, I feel like my heart could burst. I reach out for that feeling, holding onto it, committing it to memory. Knowing that big things are coming, and life won’t always be this perfect. To get through those times, I’ll think about being right here, right now. This man. This moment. This feeling. Happiness.

Moving like the wind Moving till I can’t see. Silently gazing at the way the wind rushes towards the water. The sunset, drinking in the beauty of the sky. Beautiful. Amazing. Wonderful. Your heart is dancing at the triumph against sadness. And it’s quietened down the wailings. The bones of your form are experiencing joy. And you are happy. Your face, wrinkles, the beautiful imperfections spell happiness. You are like a bird that flies from a beautiful tree to the other. Wondering at the beauty and existence. And you are happy. Dear Diary, you are glancing at me with teary eyes, teary from fortunate merry. And I’m confused as to why you are happy. I can’t speak, so I nod my head at you, a eye

Like warm sunlight spread inside my body, suffusing me with happiness and contentment. "Oh gosh baby, that's not just a wish but also a punch line," I said to him chuckling with mirth and joy. Laughter sparkled like an ember bursting into flame, burning two into happiness. I could feel his smiling even when apart, the joy being infectious and making me feel at home, carefree. Jubilee felt like a bubble inside, rising within me as though it would burst anytime into lightness and liberty.

"Sometimes, my dear, happiness finds us when we least expect it. Embrace it, cherish it, and let it fuel your spirit. It's a beautiful thing." His words resonated deep within me, affirming the inexplicable joy that had blossomed within my soul. As I joined the rest of my coworkers, laughter and camaraderie filled the air, and I knew that this day would be one to be cherished—a day where happiness reigned supreme, and where the radiance within me would touch the lives of those around me.

I turned back to look at them again and again as I walked away. For a brief moment, it felt as if I could see the Wendy of my past life standing among the crowd, waving at me. Her lips moved, as though she were saying something. "This time, make sure you find true happiness!" I nodded silently to myself. I knew I would.

There's no point sitting around and waiting for fate to do the work because believe me, I did that and I was nowhere near happy. So, the age-old question, Are you happy? It's not really a good question if you think about it... It should be more like, 'Could you be happy?' or 'Are you trying to be happy? or even 'Will you be happy?'. No one is happy all the time because happiness is the result of learning and learning is the result of pain. It's the people that don't know what to do with that pain that can't be happy. I didn't know what to do with it! Sometimes, I still don't. Other times, I just take it and I cherish it, I cherish the way it made me feel and I declare that I never want anyon

Adrain's POV Happiness. That’s all I felt in my heart—pure, unfiltered happiness. A feeling so foreign, it almost scared me with how good it felt. They say, "It doesn’t always rain," a phrase I used to brush off like dust on my jacket. It sounded like one of those cliché lines people throw around when they don’t know what else to say. But standing here now, breathing in the calm that’s slowly wrapped itself around my chest, I think I’m finally beginning to believe it.

Being with her made me so happy all of the sudden. This happiness. Maybe this is what I need before I leave the world on its own.

Happiness is a motion of moments. It happens when you see someone you love smile at certain things that both of you used to know and now still remembers. It's when you find this one place that reminds you of pure joy and freedom and innocence. It feels like you never wanna get back home anymore. It seems like the problems are gone. My broken family is forgotten and now I'm sitting to the person that makes me forget I was ever lonely or messed up. Happiness is when that person makes you feel valued. Era makes me feel valued.

Her angry voice came out hoarse and cold as soon as she picked up. As Ava drove back home, a warm and radiant feeling of happiness enveloped her heart, as a gentle smile graced her lips constantly, and her eyes sparkled with joy. Every step she took seemed so light like she was floating on air, and the world that had always seemed so tough for her suddenly appeared more vibrant.