Happiness

His Eyes...

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I look into eyes

that light sparks in my soul,

like the dying embers

of an untended fire.

They soothe me,

calming down the raging waters

that crest with in my soul,

They ignite me

burning their way across my flesh

and searing their memory into them.

His eyes do things,

that my mind in unfamiliar with,

he has started this revolution

That spreads like wild fire

Threatening to overthrow

the balance I have worked so hard

to achieve,

as though I am constantly

walking on eggshells,

the ones His eyes

have managed to crack....

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Something he shal never see,

only for the eyes of you and me :D

 

This is about a guy ive known for.... almost a year that sets my heart aflame. I will probably never show him this

 

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Remedy

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Poems

Laughter can't be perscribed by a physician

yet alliviates every affliction.

Converts darkness into light

shows the stars on the cloudiest of nights.

It's the silver lining holding everything together

stopping our souls from straying into the nether.

Freeing our spirits of negative feelings

connecting us with our fellow human beings.

It's what makes memories memorable

and assures nothing is irreparable.

Through laughter, life is given meaning

adding spice to being and breathing.

As the adage goes; all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy;

Unleash laughter, escape from the routine, relax and enjoy.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Another one of my happier poems.

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More of You

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Life and Love

 

 

How dare you walk around in my mind!

You make my heart go

 

Thump

   

Thump

       

Thump

 

And I want to smile all day.

 

I even smile when I dream,

Or at least I think so since I

Wake up with a smile on

My face.

 

I think constantly about you,

How you walk through and tell me

Of things that I have yet to know about

Myself.

 

The conversations we have

Are so breathtaking.

So intellectual

So refreshing.

 

The best that I have yet to

Explore…

And then there

Is still more!

 

It never ever bores me,

It never ceases to amaze me,

The quirkiness,

Eclectic

 

Mysteries that still draw me in to your

Beautiful

Smile that engulfs me

And causes me to wonder more

 

About

 

            You

And

 

            More…

EC

April 7, 2014

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Just really happy and feeling wow. Lol, it just flows from my fingertips. 

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Thoughts of You

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Life and Love

 

My thoughts are running with you;

 You’re even in my dreams.

How do you do so, how do you

Make me feel the feelings that

 

Flow

within

my

heart?

 

How do you know the things to say,

Which makes my butterflies

Flutter away.

I cannot bear the thought of losing you

 

So I happily hum away

This tune, which keeps the

Happiness

Flowing at bay.

 

La di da,

Hmmmm

La di da da da

Di da di di

 

Baby, I like you the way

You are.

The way you do you.

I like the way you

 

Are.

 

I hope we go far.

Yes,

I hope we go so

Far.

 

EC

April 6, 2014

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Still thinking of you...

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How It Should Be

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Life and Love

How It Should Be

 

Whenever I see you there,

I want to pull that lock of hair

Out of you eyes and stare into

Them.

 

You are like the fresh breeze

I feel around me as I

Freeze to inhale and live in

This moment between us.

 

This is how it should be.

You and I together in this

Intense moment.

Understanding each other;

 

Conversing back and forth.

Complete and utter

Happenstance.

How did this come to be?

 

 I’m still taken by surprise.

Pleasantly surprised by this

Sudden burst of energy that flows

From our fingertips and between screens.

 

I look at the moon and the stars

Glisten and glow around it.

The cool April air that takes me in and

Allows me to close my eyes.

 

This natural high that I am experiencing

Whenever I see you, speak to you.

This is what I call happiness.

This is what I call pleasure.

 

This is what I call life.

Enjoying each moment.

Hoping for more,

Never wanting it to cease.

 

This is where my thoughts go

Whenever I think of you.

I can’t help it,

The flow is strong.

 

EC

April 6, 2014 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I was feeling strongly about a particular someone as well as enjoying the pleasant feeling of interest and newness. 

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Pursuit of Happiness

Even the greatest falter.

The most elite fail to meet

the expectations and stat quo.

Every one of us is fallible.

There is no escaping

the prospect of failure.

But those who transcend

beyond the limitation,

are those who become legend.

Every one who has proven

themselves worthy of

mention in the encyclopedia

has weathered the heights,

and  mastered their art. 

Therefore, it makes sense

to find your passion and,

transcend any before you

in the mind field.

Do not settle for the norm.

Instead, seek to leave a dent

In the enormity of time,

that forces all generations to

to believe in one single fact.

That all humans attest to the

blatantly obvious fact that all we

want is to be happy.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

be happy :)

It Isn't What You Dance To, It's How You Do The Dance

 ...

 

 

Whether you tiptoe

Through the tulips,

Or waltz along the stars,

You'll be jitterbuggin' fleas off 

If you can't see through your scars.

 

....

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Righting Wrongs


you're a hundred unfinished poems taking up space under my bed 

 

you're a million pictured memories collecting dust inside my head
 

you're the voice I hear singing in the dead still of the night
 

when everything is wrong, you're the only thing that's right. 

A Breeze of Memory

A graveyard of dead trees

Fallen leaves of vast red and orange seas

Squirrels scurry before winter strikes

As children play while others pass on bikes

 

harmony of the trees an the wind come together and sing

As a bird chirps then stops to clean it's wing

Children shrieking and screaming as they play

Angry armies of cars roar past, then fly away

 

Memories start of when I was a kid

Only broken away by time an what it did

Sitting still only in question

Of who I am and to what is my impression

 

I laughed . . . I played here

I was happy unknown of fear

But then reality again breaks memory's connection

Only to be lost again, still unknown of my reflection

 
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Author's Notes/Comments: 

annnd, here you have yet another class assignment that I did way back.