! ! A Happy Person Poem by Bob Blackwell

! ! A Happy Person

Rating: 3.7


Storm blown ripples
line my weathered brow,
face a map of life’s journey,
of striving, disappointments
happiness and joy.

The winds of sorrow,
and displeasure have
left their mark on
my furrowed brow, but
my sparkling crows feet,
eyes, are happy lines.

Although
the sad waters have left
their lines of memory,
there are no tears
for past events to fill up
dry lakes of discontent,
and my now happy smile,
helps smooth the waters of
my still much wrinkled face.

Flowers of hope have opened,
blossoms of bliss bloomed,
and seas of tranquillity and
peace now fill my soul and
my heart is filled with love.

All thoughts of past and future
displaced through practice,
meditation, quietness, being
still; these daily moments of
calm, bring a realisation that
to be happy I must only
live now, in present moment,
for as each moment dies,
for me, a new one is born.


30-07-2008

Inspired by a poem sent to me by that lovely poet Mamta Agarwal, thank you Mamtaji

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Matt Mooney 16 September 2009

Brilliant piece of philosophy in a well crafted poem.

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Obinna Eruchie 07 September 2009

Happiness is claimed, as it arrives in its fullest. Beautiful with a warm touch.

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Lady Grace 22 August 2009

this piece is beautiful..nicelywritten..a happy person has a good heart..

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Michael Moorcroft 19 August 2009

Wow! ! Love the comparisons of nature and you.10++

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Sameera Sameer 19 August 2009

NO Comment...! ! what a poem...

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Nalini Hebbar 14 October 2009

in present moment, for as each moment dies, for me, a new one is born....i love these lines...kind of echoes in my poems too...i do hope they still do when my brows are as furrowed as yours.

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Henry Brown 10 October 2009

A 10++++ Bob Well done

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Pregnant with profoundity from the sperm of simplicty.

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Aziz Alkaabi 24 September 2009

There is some metaphoric complexity, here, there are no tears for past events to fill up dry lakes of discontent, and my now happy smile, helps smooth the waters of my still much wrinkled face. And some enchanting conclusion; Flowers of hope have opened, blossoms of bliss bloomed, and seas of tranquillity and peace now fill my soul and my heart is filled with love. All thoughts of past and future visit me again as I read this beautiful poem'

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Rachel Butler 22 September 2009

bring a realisation that to be happy I must only live now, in present moment, Rachel Ann Butler

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