Birth from mother’s womb,
Blessed with heavenly bloom,
Signalling arrival where I belong,
With sorrow and sometimes a song.
Childhood of innocence,
Like fresh fragrance of a scent,
Spreading joy just with presence,
Amongst all family and friends.
During life’s inevitable travel,
Experiencing many marvel,
Happiness is like a jewel,
In the crown of life and death cycle.
true...in life what is cherished and valued is happiness only... if life is a crown happiness is the jewel... and on death one is dethroned... loses crown and least to say about jewel... a poem short in construction but elaborate in content... a ten for vidyadhar
Nice work done here.. it is true 'happiness ' is the jewel in once 's life and without its presence life is dead as a rotten piece..
Yes I agree; A nice composition. Also as unrevealing as you. Thanks for sharing; a nice welcome back from a long trip back to the norm.
While looking beyond perfections Happiness stars dwelling within It’s a reward to that wise man Who appreciates what he has Than running after what not. Good subject. Thank you.
Very well said..happiness is a crown...simple diamond.10
Yes your last two lines epitomise the the basic truyh of life! Happiness though short lived, always makes up in height, what it lacks in length! - Raj Nandy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a 'gem' that continues to sparkle brighter from its birth. Very nicely composed, Vidyadhar.