Short Poem Happiness Novels & Stories

Grace “ How happy? ” Tristin asks as we both stare at the moon’s reflection in the lake. My loose, wavy hair sways with the cold breeze, and my heart swells with peace. “ I don’t know. I just know…I can feel the happiness deep in my heart, and it’s not a kind of happiness that’s fleeting. It’s a kind that will settle into my bones and become a part of me. Whenever I remember these moments, I will always smile, Tristin. ” I whisper, my eyes beginning to burn with the intensity of emotions.

I can't know your pain But I know your happiness Trust me and come to me Share my happiness with me Without you, it's all vain Because you're mine and I'm yours We are each other's happiness. 'Should we go see what's up?' 'Nah, let's just mind our own business.' My mind was fighting a battle with my heart first thing in the morning.

He was so stupefied that I released a short laugh and continued. "When the trees shed their leaves, you put one in a pocket and think about what it brings? True happiness." My soft singing voice must have done it for him because he tried to keep his eyes wide awake but boy, did he fail. "The world might be dark, But be the one to light it up. So my word of wisdom is... Just stay, Just stay, you have a beautiful smile, Just stay, you have a beautiful smile, Just stay, your dimples show,

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.

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.

But desperation feels my inside, Desperate for a hand to lead me to a new world. A world that is like a ballroom, One just like in Disney, With fairy tale ending. I will dance my sorrows out, And let the cool evening breeze sing to me. I will dance and call happiness. Juliet Ivie. I wrote what I felt like doing and again this teacher gets me,she said she really loves my poem. I couldn't hide my shy smile,I really like this new teacher. The day that girl died in school,I saw that she was sad,and I was sad too. The day Lance fought for her, I was happy,I instantly liked Lance. I don't know why I like her so much,do people just like someone like this?

Closing her eyes and feeling her heart still pounding faster, she just smiled while remembering his sweet words. Damn him! But "Happiness only stays for some time, it will soon changed into the sea of nothing but sadness!" Do vote. Do follow me. Leave your feedback for me. Spread the purple 💜 heart!

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.

*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.