If we always felt joyful, we couldn’t respect it as much. There is a balance to everything, an opposite force.
Elizabeth
happy
its who i try to be
dont hold back
just be happy
smile
dont cry
dont be sad
be joyful
love life and love
have fun
be happy
dont hold back
be joyful
love
life
laugh
joyful
vivian spearman
Friends, happinesss
a sunny day in summer
Hot air blowing through your hair
Children laughing in the midst of the birds
butterflies in the grass
Joy, my life,my atmosphere
Morgan Sanford
Joyful: what I feel after a beautiful dinner with friends, a walk in the Rocky River metroparks, homemade chai, and lovely, lovely conversation.
Kate
used to be joyful;
now i feel cruddy..
they say life is beautiful;
but now its looking ugly..
or maybe i just need someone to love me;
shawn
this i cannot be. joy? what of it? it isn’t contained within my vocabulary. i know grief and sorrow. absolute joy will always be a a distant dream. sorry for the dramatics.
julie
i miss my cabin. its on an island, and in the morning you can feel the breeze through the windows and hear the waves echoing against the walls. you wake up surrounded by cousins, to the sounds of grandma cackling at the kitchen table, begging for breakfast ice cream.
trisha
Being joyful is not just a way of acting. Being joyful is feeling pure joy in every moment of your life. It take a beautiful person to feel real joy, because it is a beautiful emotion. Joy is not just looking happy. Joy is loving life and yourself, unconditionally.
Alana
A young woman looked down at the empty crib before her. She spoke in soft measured words to the blanket. “I remember when I met your father…” She said with a light tone. Her face became joyful as she told the empty room her story.
CeraLyn
I can generally be a joyful person. I’m someone who manages to find the good in everyone and everything, but at the same time, I crave attention so I tend to make things out to be worse than they are. That really doesn’t have much to do with joy but what I mentioned before, seeing the good in stuff, that makes me joyful and I think that has a positive effect on others. That’s just my perception of myself, though, and I may be wrong. Who knows.
James
lavender and it’s still there but I am not sure? Either way, still cooking, still lit, still existing in nonexistance- its wick lighting my history, my memory.
maxwell
From deep inside the feelings were lighter than normal. Normal? Wel actually I had been feeling quiet lighthearted lately due to the turn in financial results of the market. Now howerver my Joyful attitude could only be thought of as endless. She was back. Back to stay. Joyful… indeed!
Scott
I wish you were here. You make me smile uncontrollably. At least you used to. Now I just stare and not say or do anything. Can you see the small smile creep upon my face? That’s me remembering even though I don’t want to.
I have a new smile now. A new joy. A new sunshine.
Liz
Pleh. I don’t want to be joyful. I want to sleep and dream. Dreaming will bring joy. I might see my best friend (who in actuality moved to the other side of the country). Those dreams are nice.
Mia
I will be joyful. I am joyful the sun still remembers how bright it is even when the rain falls.. no that’s not true the sun does not have knowledge of itself. it just is.
chan
There was a joyful frog. He loved to jump but one day he jumped straight off his lilypad. He ended up in the water and began to swim, finding that he really loved it.
Mia
And triumphant, of course! I always wonder how I can work the word “triumphant” into my everyday vocabulary, and I always hold the best intentions, but I never seem to follow through with actually using it in context. Tomorrow, I promise! It will be the most triumphant day of all, for I shall use the word “triumphant” every opportunity I can.
Kendra
I was joyful about this, but you ruined it. I loved you, but you took it from me. Why? Why did you take it? Was I not enough? I hope you’re happy. I hope you die. I just want to leave, and never come back. Ever.
Makyia
what the fuck is joy? honestly. i’m not joyful. i’m a miserable wreck with, apparently, nothing to offer to the world. i’m going to be the tagalong punching bag for the rest of my life. everyone loves me, but no one can say it to me – they just talk about it amongst themselves. fuck joy.
anonymous
christmas is a joyful holiday. its filled with happiness laughter and family. i wish mondays were as joyful as christmas. the end.
Joe
Joy is the feeling of soaring high above the heavens.
It is the gut wrenching sensation you get when you see the person you love the most.
Joy is a bright ray of sunshine beaming from the sky, illuminating your way through the darkness, lighting your path to the best day, month, year you can have.
Mustafa Gross
It was a joyful day in the life of Agatha Brunesberry. She chatted her friend up as they walked down the street, Agatha’ red sandals click clocking against the pavement just as merrily as the steps that guided them.
Alana
Cheerios are making me joyful right now, especially as a post-treadmill, endorphin-empowering snack. I was quite miserable today and probably still am, but the honey-nut goodness on my taste-buds is enough to overshadow that, for now. I wish things like General Mills cereal were all it took for true happiness.
matilda
There was a time when the word joyful was just another word with no meaning attached to it. I was neither sad nor happy enough to want it to be anything other then a word that I had learned. Then it became something…
Aiyana Eisele
I am not as joyful as I was because I got less marks in Strategic finance yesterday. Joy is just a part of life, although to be joyful takes time and energy and motivation. Being joyful is not the only thing that we would likely see in our lives
ragz
There was a time when the word joyful was just another word with no meaning attached to it. I was neither sad nor happy enough to want it to be anything other then a word that I had learned. Then it became something…
Aiyana Eisele
Feeling joyful is feeling full of joy. Something that is difficult to measure, something that is intangible — joyfulness requires release. Release of emotions, release of stress, and release of the quotidian worries that plague us.
onedaytoanewbeginning
After feeling pain, knowing pain and expecting pain for so very long, the absence of it was at first unusual, then disconcerting but now, the most joyful thing I’ve ever known. To not be constantly aware of my back is…bliss?
Erik
joyful
ralphie
Clear skies, I’m high. Ocean breeze, red orange yellow sky. Mojito, tattoo, footsies, whatever. This is my calling. A gambler’s Vegas. A smoker’s Marlboro. I’m not sure where this is, somewhere on the Caribbean or maybe in the Bermuda Triangle or the Bahamas. People speak Spanish here, the women are beautiful, the men are glistening. Glistening chest hair, glistening legs, glistening locks of chocolate brown hair. This place is eternal, this place is free, this island is where I want to rest in peace.
Andrea
Joyful did not even begin to describe the expression on his face as she walked into the room. He never really thought he would see her again and he was gladly mistaken. She knew at first sight he was the one. She would be a fool to let him walk away without a word.
Jenna
Joyful, joyful, joyful.
A chorus of muted,
blank-stared,
men singing
joyful, joyful, joyful.
Their halos around their necks,
and not their heads,
choking,
concealing,
the cleft foot and
devil horns.
Jessalin
it reminds me of flowers and sunny days because joyful is a cliche word and sunniness is a cliche image. although its funny because it really is happy to be sunny and in the sun. at least i think so. theres nothing better than taking a deep breath on a sunny day. i dont really know how flowers play into it. i think they’re pretty joyful too. they breathe a lot because they have nothing else.
Rachel
wonerful thing in life which people need too be all the time, if your not with a person thats joyful then , idk what you have
my minds a blank, trees, vacations life, hapyyness friends gf’s happy times , bon fires,.
dillon
I was joyful to hear about her recovery. I was so relieved. I breath was still short but her smile was bright. I knew she would beat this, that she would beat the odds.
Kristen
i feel joyful when I am dancing. Spinning around and around makes me forget all the problems and cares in the word. i feel pure joy.
Jessica
Joyful joyful we adore thee.
Bright and sunny day.
Puppies and flowers and green grass growing.
The smell of clean fresh turned earth.
School is out for the summer.
Flying through the wind.
The breeze is on my face.
Everyone is happy and so am I.
Girls with long blonde hair walk down the sandy beach.
Joyful times, happy times.
Hanging out with friends enjoying the fire.
Graduation finally!
Caps and gowns.
Joyful joyful we adore thee.
Joshua Croft
I was joyful when i was naiive. I was joyful when i didn’t have any sense of evil/maliciousness/jealousy and all the things I understand now- things that prevent me from being joyful anymore. I know experience joy when I am under the influence of something that reinstates my naitivety: drinking, for example, dulls the sense and allows me the oblivion i know equate with joy.
Jess
It was all he could think about. Her smiling and the glisten of the setting sun turning her pale skin aflame. The ring was the most expensive thing he had ever bought, but it was worth it. She loved him, and that was all he needed. Her smile and The warmth of the sun. Everything was perfect.
Krystal
Relious people are joyful. they are joyful when they all rise together for the first fifteen minutes of the church services around the country. They are joyful when they raise their hands up to the cielings and close their eyes and sing through goofy grins similar to those on the faces of teenage girls at a skinny-jean-wearing rockstar’s sell out concert. Joyful, Joyful, Lord, We adore thee, blah blah blah blah-blah-blah-blah. So joyful. I want it that way…tell me wha-ee…aint nothin but a heart ache, blah. Really though, they sing the same songs every week around 11:15 a.m. and they act like the words had never seeped out of their mouths in their lives. Weird. weird. WEIRD. Its un-nerving, too, when you realize that half the congregation is singing some sort of echo/rap backround part of the song thats not even on the typed overhead projected lyrics page, uber weird. Even the totally mediocre guitar player, playing C-G-D-Am over and over agin in different progressions, has a joyful shit-eating grin on his face while he misses a chord here, fucks up the rhythm there…He is probably just joyful because he’s the only dude in the college singles bible study group who doesn’t still have acne. He knows, along with all the other pock-marked dudes in the group, that he gets to pick which christian “virgin” gal he gets to joyfully date, joyfully get blown by, joyfully propose to, joyfully marry, and in the name of the Lord, in holy matrimony, joyfully fuck the living shit out of. Those other dudes, the ones who are “really great guys” who will never get laid by a hottie, are probably not as joyful as they are fucking jealous.
If we always felt joyful, we couldn’t respect it as much. There is a balance to everything, an opposite force.
happy
its who i try to be
dont hold back
just be happy
smile
dont cry
dont be sad
be joyful
love life and love
have fun
be happy
dont hold back
be joyful
love
life
laugh
joyful
Friends, happinesss
a sunny day in summer
Hot air blowing through your hair
Children laughing in the midst of the birds
butterflies in the grass
Joy, my life,my atmosphere
Joyful: what I feel after a beautiful dinner with friends, a walk in the Rocky River metroparks, homemade chai, and lovely, lovely conversation.
used to be joyful;
now i feel cruddy..
they say life is beautiful;
but now its looking ugly..
or maybe i just need someone to love me;
this i cannot be. joy? what of it? it isn’t contained within my vocabulary. i know grief and sorrow. absolute joy will always be a a distant dream. sorry for the dramatics.
i miss my cabin. its on an island, and in the morning you can feel the breeze through the windows and hear the waves echoing against the walls. you wake up surrounded by cousins, to the sounds of grandma cackling at the kitchen table, begging for breakfast ice cream.
Being joyful is not just a way of acting. Being joyful is feeling pure joy in every moment of your life. It take a beautiful person to feel real joy, because it is a beautiful emotion. Joy is not just looking happy. Joy is loving life and yourself, unconditionally.
A young woman looked down at the empty crib before her. She spoke in soft measured words to the blanket. “I remember when I met your father…” She said with a light tone. Her face became joyful as she told the empty room her story.
I can generally be a joyful person. I’m someone who manages to find the good in everyone and everything, but at the same time, I crave attention so I tend to make things out to be worse than they are. That really doesn’t have much to do with joy but what I mentioned before, seeing the good in stuff, that makes me joyful and I think that has a positive effect on others. That’s just my perception of myself, though, and I may be wrong. Who knows.
lavender and it’s still there but I am not sure? Either way, still cooking, still lit, still existing in nonexistance- its wick lighting my history, my memory.
From deep inside the feelings were lighter than normal. Normal? Wel actually I had been feeling quiet lighthearted lately due to the turn in financial results of the market. Now howerver my Joyful attitude could only be thought of as endless. She was back. Back to stay. Joyful… indeed!
I wish you were here. You make me smile uncontrollably. At least you used to. Now I just stare and not say or do anything. Can you see the small smile creep upon my face? That’s me remembering even though I don’t want to.
I have a new smile now. A new joy. A new sunshine.
Pleh. I don’t want to be joyful. I want to sleep and dream. Dreaming will bring joy. I might see my best friend (who in actuality moved to the other side of the country). Those dreams are nice.
I will be joyful. I am joyful the sun still remembers how bright it is even when the rain falls.. no that’s not true the sun does not have knowledge of itself. it just is.
There was a joyful frog. He loved to jump but one day he jumped straight off his lilypad. He ended up in the water and began to swim, finding that he really loved it.
And triumphant, of course! I always wonder how I can work the word “triumphant” into my everyday vocabulary, and I always hold the best intentions, but I never seem to follow through with actually using it in context. Tomorrow, I promise! It will be the most triumphant day of all, for I shall use the word “triumphant” every opportunity I can.
I was joyful about this, but you ruined it. I loved you, but you took it from me. Why? Why did you take it? Was I not enough? I hope you’re happy. I hope you die. I just want to leave, and never come back. Ever.
what the fuck is joy? honestly. i’m not joyful. i’m a miserable wreck with, apparently, nothing to offer to the world. i’m going to be the tagalong punching bag for the rest of my life. everyone loves me, but no one can say it to me – they just talk about it amongst themselves. fuck joy.
christmas is a joyful holiday. its filled with happiness laughter and family. i wish mondays were as joyful as christmas. the end.
Joy is the feeling of soaring high above the heavens.
It is the gut wrenching sensation you get when you see the person you love the most.
Joy is a bright ray of sunshine beaming from the sky, illuminating your way through the darkness, lighting your path to the best day, month, year you can have.
It was a joyful day in the life of Agatha Brunesberry. She chatted her friend up as they walked down the street, Agatha’ red sandals click clocking against the pavement just as merrily as the steps that guided them.
Cheerios are making me joyful right now, especially as a post-treadmill, endorphin-empowering snack. I was quite miserable today and probably still am, but the honey-nut goodness on my taste-buds is enough to overshadow that, for now. I wish things like General Mills cereal were all it took for true happiness.
There was a time when the word joyful was just another word with no meaning attached to it. I was neither sad nor happy enough to want it to be anything other then a word that I had learned. Then it became something…
I am not as joyful as I was because I got less marks in Strategic finance yesterday. Joy is just a part of life, although to be joyful takes time and energy and motivation. Being joyful is not the only thing that we would likely see in our lives
There was a time when the word joyful was just another word with no meaning attached to it. I was neither sad nor happy enough to want it to be anything other then a word that I had learned. Then it became something…
Feeling joyful is feeling full of joy. Something that is difficult to measure, something that is intangible — joyfulness requires release. Release of emotions, release of stress, and release of the quotidian worries that plague us.
After feeling pain, knowing pain and expecting pain for so very long, the absence of it was at first unusual, then disconcerting but now, the most joyful thing I’ve ever known. To not be constantly aware of my back is…bliss?
joyful
Clear skies, I’m high. Ocean breeze, red orange yellow sky. Mojito, tattoo, footsies, whatever. This is my calling. A gambler’s Vegas. A smoker’s Marlboro. I’m not sure where this is, somewhere on the Caribbean or maybe in the Bermuda Triangle or the Bahamas. People speak Spanish here, the women are beautiful, the men are glistening. Glistening chest hair, glistening legs, glistening locks of chocolate brown hair. This place is eternal, this place is free, this island is where I want to rest in peace.
Joyful did not even begin to describe the expression on his face as she walked into the room. He never really thought he would see her again and he was gladly mistaken. She knew at first sight he was the one. She would be a fool to let him walk away without a word.
Joyful, joyful, joyful.
A chorus of muted,
blank-stared,
men singing
joyful, joyful, joyful.
Their halos around their necks,
and not their heads,
choking,
concealing,
the cleft foot and
devil horns.
it reminds me of flowers and sunny days because joyful is a cliche word and sunniness is a cliche image. although its funny because it really is happy to be sunny and in the sun. at least i think so. theres nothing better than taking a deep breath on a sunny day. i dont really know how flowers play into it. i think they’re pretty joyful too. they breathe a lot because they have nothing else.
wonerful thing in life which people need too be all the time, if your not with a person thats joyful then , idk what you have
my minds a blank, trees, vacations life, hapyyness friends gf’s happy times , bon fires,.
I was joyful to hear about her recovery. I was so relieved. I breath was still short but her smile was bright. I knew she would beat this, that she would beat the odds.
i feel joyful when I am dancing. Spinning around and around makes me forget all the problems and cares in the word. i feel pure joy.
Joyful joyful we adore thee.
Bright and sunny day.
Puppies and flowers and green grass growing.
The smell of clean fresh turned earth.
School is out for the summer.
Flying through the wind.
The breeze is on my face.
Everyone is happy and so am I.
Girls with long blonde hair walk down the sandy beach.
Joyful times, happy times.
Hanging out with friends enjoying the fire.
Graduation finally!
Caps and gowns.
Joyful joyful we adore thee.
I was joyful when i was naiive. I was joyful when i didn’t have any sense of evil/maliciousness/jealousy and all the things I understand now- things that prevent me from being joyful anymore. I know experience joy when I am under the influence of something that reinstates my naitivety: drinking, for example, dulls the sense and allows me the oblivion i know equate with joy.
It was all he could think about. Her smiling and the glisten of the setting sun turning her pale skin aflame. The ring was the most expensive thing he had ever bought, but it was worth it. She loved him, and that was all he needed. Her smile and The warmth of the sun. Everything was perfect.
Relious people are joyful. they are joyful when they all rise together for the first fifteen minutes of the church services around the country. They are joyful when they raise their hands up to the cielings and close their eyes and sing through goofy grins similar to those on the faces of teenage girls at a skinny-jean-wearing rockstar’s sell out concert. Joyful, Joyful, Lord, We adore thee, blah blah blah blah-blah-blah-blah. So joyful. I want it that way…tell me wha-ee…aint nothin but a heart ache, blah. Really though, they sing the same songs every week around 11:15 a.m. and they act like the words had never seeped out of their mouths in their lives. Weird. weird. WEIRD. Its un-nerving, too, when you realize that half the congregation is singing some sort of echo/rap backround part of the song thats not even on the typed overhead projected lyrics page, uber weird. Even the totally mediocre guitar player, playing C-G-D-Am over and over agin in different progressions, has a joyful shit-eating grin on his face while he misses a chord here, fucks up the rhythm there…He is probably just joyful because he’s the only dude in the college singles bible study group who doesn’t still have acne. He knows, along with all the other pock-marked dudes in the group, that he gets to pick which christian “virgin” gal he gets to joyfully date, joyfully get blown by, joyfully propose to, joyfully marry, and in the name of the Lord, in holy matrimony, joyfully fuck the living shit out of. Those other dudes, the ones who are “really great guys” who will never get laid by a hottie, are probably not as joyful as they are fucking jealous.