Happiness Poem by venkatesh ram
Happiness
currency for happiness
is it toil or thought
merry is the man
who plans not time
but time outs the plans
happy is the man
who can reflect on
his times
rather than timing the thoughts
thy world not to be borrowed from
anothers viles
rather knock on our own
thoughts to enliven the spirits
ages seeks for merriment
elusive but available to wise
grief not for hard times
yet to unfold
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The spider's most attenuated thread Is cord, is cable, to man's tender tie On earthly bliss; it breaks at every breeze