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Happiness

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Maybe I just killed it or never cared to fill it
Happiness has been lost has become a thing of the past
Who is to blame for this ultimate shame
who cut the smiles off my cheerful face
What is joy but an ingenious ploy
Of the stupid mind deaf and blind
Smiles were all false fulfilment was a farce
unable to stand not able to withstand
the wrongs of the world never ever bold
in the face of adversity searching for pity
pity is what I deserve for the wounds I preserve
And the hatred I nurture that tears me like a vulture

Empty am I, as empty as I was ever meant to be
the end is the same but the script could’ve been different
Empty are lives and so are the hearty smiles
that can fill the void an’ make sure you enjoyed
every day every hour an’ every moment of your life
Savour the moment savour your life
savour the beauty of the endless strife

Written by sriniji

January 10, 2009 at 6:44 am

Posted in creative, poem

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