Happiness
It’s an amazing feeling of good things happening in our life.
Maybe it is love, like, and good results in all spheres of life.
Happiness
It’s a word of amalgamation.
The mixture of good deeds and good results
The texture of unlimited love and unlimited joy.
Happiness
It’s an introduction to something good happening in our life.
Maybe it will be the reunion of a good friend after a long time.
Or, it will be the return of loved ones whom we lost in our life.
Happiness
It’s a gesture of some body language.
When our heart feels good, it reflects on our faces.
When our mind works well, it reflects in our eyes.
Happiness
It’s a combination of nine letters
It’s a strange feeling.
Some feel happy living a luxurious life.
Some feel happy in a hut.
Some feel happy wearing costly clothes and having costly and rich foods.
Some feel happy wearing just a cloth to cover their body to avoid being shy and having water rice with onion and green chili.
So, happiness is relative.
Sorrow must come after happiness.
Happiness must come after sorrow.
We shouldn’t judge anybody with our thoughts.
Humans are self-judged to live happy life and find happiness.
- Author: Maya (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: September 23rd, 2022 08:42
- Comment from author about the poem: I feel happy when I see my son's face.
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 20
Comments1
Happiness is rising into a new day every morning Maya.
Andy
Thank you.
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