As happier as it gets,
the quicker it melts,
this ice cream of life.
the longer the smiles last,
the quicker they are passed,
in this mortal dream of life.
not always will the things be right,
some times the roads will be open wide,
other some they will be very tight.
wide roads are dept traps,
where as narrow ones are credits,
but while walking down,
such thoughts remain out of sight.
I am not a sadist,
niether I sing pessimism,
I just try to withdraw curtains from this dawning madness,
we thank god for happiness,
we should also welcome sadness.
from the doorway of our open mind,
we shall accept life as it is,
cause its destined, it shall find,
the sighing person,
didnt only know before,
that sadness is not darkness,
that the so wide smile actually makes you blind.
That misery has its own way,
in making of a forever mark,
that Mr Tyndall could only see the lightray,
when the room was dark.
that how do you know what is blue,
if there was only the same colour,
because we know how it felt to us,
while going through,
before understanding the pain of others.
The same way is happiness learnt,
the light is only visible,
when something is burnt,
sadness occurs to us naturally,
when we are longing for happiness in return. happiness in return.
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