Patrick Njama Maina (3rd/October/1990 / Nyahururu, Kenya)
Happiness is that feeling of utter bliss,
The dizzying pleasure of a stolen kiss,
The cheeky wink of a naughty tease,
That will never leave You ill at ease.
Happiness is a roaring wind,
Pulsing and soaring with force and greed,
Devouring and tearing it all to feed,
An insatiable appetite to grow and breed.
Happiness is like that beautiful dream,
On a cloud floating to a glorious realm,
Massaged by the wind and caressed by steam,
Enchanting like the glow of a moonlight beam.
Happiness is that bubbly and wonderful feeling,
Of passion that leaves us wobbly and reeling,
The inexplicable joy that brings cures and healing,
To a heart so hurt that it's crawling and bleeding.
Happiness is a choice,
To press on despite the falling ice,
And season your life with some warmth and spice,
To value your heart above any price.
© Patolyer 2013.
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