Like a chirping bird on a morning bright,
Happiness perches, then takes its flight -
Though every soul longs for the treasure,
To uncharted jungles of no pleasure!
Whimsical illusions smudge clueless mind
The delusions of grandeur may blind –
Emotions of opposing forces fight
Whirling us down through darkest night!
Like an eel in the jungle’s darkened streams,
Happiness slips through our wildest dreams!
Showers blossoms the spring, to sick and old –
The same drowns with fear the youth, bold?
GPS may track the trails on land, not within,
More complex are they, than you imagine.
Avoid the bizarre swamps that design
The maze to escape into a path benign!
Ah! a coin dangling in the mind’s realm
Each side, bright and dark – note them
Four demons trudge across the mind;
Rage, greed, envy, pride each at other’s hind.
Decamp they may with happiness hushed.
Sweep them aloft with a blow of “must”
That annihilates the thoughts of anxiety
To marry happiness with utmost propriety!
The poem is the result of my enlightened out look on happiness and unhappiness.