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Happiness

Happiness, An Abstract
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What is happiness but a touch from
A word that calms your soul, when
You want to weep sorely on words
That forever remain unsaid.

What is happiness but the tricks of
A clown that jumps you off
With laughter and fills his starved
Dreams with a hope of life.

What is happiness but the magic
That fills the air from a masterful
Hand, and creates strokes of mystical
Finesse which made breaths and smiles.

What is happiness but the thoughts
Of a philosopher which resounds that
'Happiness is a shadow that creates
A blackout in our miserly memories'

Comments

  1. Vandana Sharma28 September 2013 at 05:39

    Indeed whatever makes one feel happy is HAPPINESS :) be it anything....

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  2. Brian Miller29 September 2013 at 10:10

    hopefully true happiness is enduring...
    love that quote you end on...
    i hope your studies go well this week...

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  3. Sherry Blue Sky29 September 2013 at 12:03

    Powerful closing lines. I also really like the clown that "fills his starved dreams with a hope of life." Great writing.

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  4. Nissa Annakindt29 September 2013 at 12:11

    I liked that one. The art work at the top is very beautiful too and sets off your words.

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  5. Mary29 September 2013 at 16:31

    I love your thoughts on happiness. We really, as you did, need to appreciate it for what it is!

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  6. Lisa A. Williams30 September 2013 at 16:56

    "what is happiness but a touch from a word which calms your soul" what an astounding opening line, wonderful poem!

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