Poetry About Being Happy Novels & Stories

The clear sky and good weather seemed to lift my spirits, filling me with a sense of possibility and promise. The world seemed to come alive on days like this, with every colour appearing more vibrant, every sound clearer, and every sensation more intense. It was as if the good weather had awakened a sense of wonder and magic in the world. I took a deep breath, feeling the fresh air fill my lungs, and gazed up at the clear blue sky. It was a moment of pure happiness, a moment to savour and enjoy. And I knew that this perfect day represented peace, and I am so happy to be alive to say… peace at last.

He sighed and went on with it. "Happiness is a lot of things, whereby you'd want it scenting off a particular something or someone, so whenever they come closer to you, a smile automatically forms on your face, or your insides melts on hearing them laugh, or you can't do without thinking about them to the extent of seeing them in your dreams, that kind of feeling, is happiness." "Wow, that's a whole lot of emotion in one little word called happiness." I paused then continue, the sky almost completely dark.

"Dreams are like wishes in your heart's own song, While under rainbows and sunshine, they belong. Through suffering, through pain, they shine so brightly, In the darkest of nights, they light up the fight. Believe in your dreams, through thick and thin, A beacon of hope when life feels thin. No matter the struggles that may ensue, The dream you yearn for will come to you" “Somebody seemed happy,” I heard someone speak. I chuckled at myself realizing my best friend was standing in front of me, arms crossed on her chest, and shaking her head as she looked at me. “So happy that she totally ignored her best friend calling her name for a minute now.”

free and not bound by machines that kept him alive. "It's beautiful to see what others are doing. It's as though...witnessing a small chapter they are writing in their life's book..." I said, crossing the street and joining the less crowded path. "You're really something, Elaine. You're so...poetic." "Most poets are also depressed, Dr. Rayleigh." I threw in a lighthearted joke. I stared at the mansion up ahead, sighing, feeling my smile deteriorate. "But I want to see my poet happy and soaring up high, Ms. Elaine. And I wanna be the reason for that..."

Each strand, a stroke of heavenly art, Woven with dreams, embracing every heart. Her laughter, a symphony of mirth, Melodies dancing upon the Earth. A chorus of joy, enchanting and true, With every note, a love that shines through. Her spirit, a garden, lush and serene, A tapestry of kindness, evergreen. Compassion blooms, like flowers rare, Nurtured by a soul that genuinely cares. Her presence, a balm for weary souls, A haven of solace where love consoles. In her embrace, worries gently fade, As tranquility lingers in serenade. I found my sunshine, Ava. It's you..”

For me you are just ordinary, not a romantic figure Not a single poetic figure When I'm by your side I feel comfortable When you go there is a little miss that fairy For me, you are a friend, a friend in times of joy and sorrow Your presence makes me smile, all tiredness and confusion in the chest are gone You are a simple person, face the day with a smile 1000 prayers for you my love, healthy body, healthy also your sustenance Choose you with prayer, string hope with bismillah Wading together, getting to know each other from time to time, both in joy and in sorrow Love poetry will not be able to say, love poetry will flow by itself. SINTIA

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.

*My happy ending. The thought doesn’t feel naive. It feels defiant. Earned. We may be hiding. We may have a mountain of darkness still to climb. But right here, right now, with the salt spray on my skin and the sun warming my bones, happiness isn't a destination; it’s the simple, profound act of breathing freely beside him.

It is I adore you. You cannot perceive happiness. It's the sensation you get while watching waves break or while gazing through a web of interwoven violet stems in spring grass. There is no moonlight or sunlight, yet But a separate shining. Joy lives behind people's eyes.

com/dictionary/overcome ___________________________________________________________________________ 21 / 11 / 2021 Through out the entire day , I find my self joyful and filled with happiness. I have been happy before – I am generally a bubbly person. However , the kind of happiness I feel now is one of triumph. It is like the feeling you get as a child , when you can finally sleep in a dark room with out using your night light – or when you are able to go back to sleep from a nightmare with out running to your mommy and daddy and telling them about it. I felt a whole new kind of happiness surge through me – not only did it leave me smiling , but it also empowered me to get my life in or