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sry but i cant erally write happy poems cause to me, life will always end up with death. u cannot escape it and we will eventually all die. in vain, or in happiness, we will all die. so i will try to write a happy poem.... but will probably not succed
the sun was shining
the birds were singing
the glorious sun had come out
the children were playing
the church bells ringing
all was well on this happy day
yea....... that stunk and dont even say that it didnt cause it did....

Here is one I wrote not long ago. I do mind if you guys use this one.. please don't without permission. It's very personal. But basically it's about all the people that have come into my life and changed me, it is a little sad but not emo sad, more like nostalgic. Enjoy smile


Different than before
by Ru


rain roars up like a lion's roar
and things that soar
my fingers are sore
and bruised
up from the pavement, the rain sprays
in a myriad
of greys
and i am left here ignored and forgotten
my concert reduced to the baseline
my audience trailing out like so much snail snot
oozing my heart is draped over my shoulder like a fur coat
my four leaf clover wont work with this bloke
my heart is a wall that stretches out for miles
red and brown, green and blue
oranges and yellows and purples too
they splatter and splash and dribble and pour
and i am left here, different than before
where does this all go, i wonder to myself
where am i going here in this house with my shelves
and my paintings, and my memories and my music so cool
like the air is cool
and your voice was cool
and the cookies cooled
and my heart's walls, now different
than before

Ok I haven't written anything happy in a long time, but I'll give it a shot.

The light filtered through the canopy of leaves,
As she walked slowly through the woods.
Twigs snap beneath her feet,
Echoing through the trees.

She continues along her aimless path.
Longing to feel the warmth of the sun,
To smell the sweet scent of flora,
To feel alive once more.

Her life until now has been full of darkness,
As if she were under a gloomy rain cloud.
Countless nights had she lain awake,
With warm tears falling down her face.

Mourning over a great life lost,
Or a love not returned.
But the time had come that she pined for the light,
And the happiness that she used to feel.

She dreamed of the day she could show her smile,
And carelessly laugh as if nothing were wrong.
So on she hiked through the brambles,
Of the forest that was her life.

The journey was not easy,
It tested her strength and perserverance.
After many trials and tribulations,
A light could be seen.

The light of salvation had finally come.
She stepped out into light.
A ray of sunlight warmed her skin.
Bringing a rosy color to her cheeks.

The wind blew a strand of hair across her face,
Carrying the sweet smell of the flowers to her nostrils.
At last she was free,
To live the life she had always dreamed of.

Thanks. I've been on kind of a writing hiatus for awhile now. I'll see what else I can come up with. Lol!