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Of Happiness
Of Happiness
It takes a life time to know
And
Learn all about happiness
Also
How to remain so
Most of us run
From pillar to post,
To find out what happiness means,
No one searches one’s inners
To realise that’s where happiness lies,
In between mind and me
My desires and wants
My lust and sex...
All we need to do
Is just to be happy
That’s what I mean to be,
Do you really know?
What happiness means to me?
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loved
Wed, 2011-02-02 13:46
It Is My Privilege
It Is My Privilege
It is my privilege
To be a friend
Of such privileged folks like you,
Well wishers of the kind I have
Are so minuscule few.
The world would have been
A far better place
Hope all this knew
When we have
Lovely poets like you.
The world however remains
In the forests of madness
Where can we find
Even such acquaintances
Such who can love
Till eternity’s far end,
If eternity does ever
Anywhere really has an end.
loved
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