Poems About Joy That Keep You Happy

In this poetry collection, you’ll find some verses and poems about joy that celebrate the wonderful feeling of joy. Joy is a super-happy feeling that makes our hearts dance and celebrate. It is a feeling of success and happiness. when we have a big smile on our faces.

Joy can have positive effects on our physical health. It can boost the immune system and reduce stress. Joy sometimes comes to us as a result of our giving. And we should always remember that joy can be experienced by taking delight in the little things.

I have gathered some of the most colorful and exciting joy poems that are sure to bring smiles to your face. These poems about joy are like little keys that unlock the doors to a world of happiness. So, get ready to smile and laugh together in the world of joy poetry.

I am sharing these poems about joy with you to bring a smile and a positive thought to your day.

Eternity Poem

By William Blake

He who binds to himself a joy
Does the winged life destroy;
But he who kisses the joy as it flies
Lives in eternity’s sun rise.

Pleasure-Seekers

By Ruby Archer

The world is sad with seekers after pleasure.
Blind eyes deny—they will not see.
The greatest joys defy their paltry measure
With worth of simple dignity.

The Fountain Is So Happy

By Annette Wynne

The fountain is so happy.
The fountain is so glad,
You cannot make it sorry
You cannot make it sad.
It loves the sunshine and the air,
It loves to spring and dart,
But all the fountain’s joyousness
Begins inside its heart.
It bubbles up with happiness,
It sparkles all day through,
It bubbles and flows over
And shares its joy with you.

Funny Joy Poem

by Hilda Conkling

Joy is not a thing you can see.
It is what you feel when you watch waves breaking,
Or when you peer through a net of woven violet stems
In Spring grass.
It is not sunlight, not moonlight,
But a separate shining.
Joy lives behind people’s eyes.

Joy and Duty

By Henry Van Dyke

 Joy is a Duty,”—so with golden lore
The Hebrew rabbis taught in days of yore,
And happy human hearts heard in their speech
Almost the highest wisdom man can reach.
But one bright peak still rises far above,
And there the Master stands whose name is Love,
Saying to those whom weary tasks employ:
“Life is divine when Duty is a Joy.”

Hope

Don’t rush to wash off the sea salt

drying on your skin;

the hopes it carries from other oceans,

those remain yet to be seen.

Infant Joy Poem

By William Blake

‘I have no name;
I am but two days old.’
What shall I call thee?
‘I happy am,
Joy is my name.’
Sweet joy befall thee!

Pretty joy!
Sweet joy, but two days old.
Sweet Joy I call thee:
Thou dost smile,
I sing the while;
Sweet joy befall thee!

The Joy of Anatomy

High as a child
On second-hand helium,
All for the sake of
Her cervical epithelium.

Spenser

My name is Spenser

No dog is denser

I’m not well smarted

But I’m big hearted

If you was hurted

I’d be alerted

And I’ll come racing

To lick your facing.

Joy And Pleasure Poem

By William Henry Davies

Now, joy is born of parents poor,
And pleasure of our richer kind;
Though pleasure’s free, she cannot sing
As sweet a song as joy confined.

Pleasure’s a Moth, that sleeps by day
And dances by false glare at night;
But Joy’s a Butterfly, that loves
To spread its wings in Nature’s light.

Joy’s like a Bee that gently sucks
Away on blossoms its sweet hour;
But pleasure’s like a greedy Wasp,
That plums and cherries would devour.

Joy’s like a Lark that lives alone,
Whose ties are very strong, though few;
But Pleasure like a Cuckoo roams,
Makes much acquaintance, no friends true.

Joy from her heart doth sing at home,
With little care if others hear;
But pleasure then is cold and dumb,
And sings and laughs with strangers near.

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