Happiness Poem, by Christina K, at My poetic side

Happiness is overused,

Overrated, unexcused.

Trapped inside a weary web,

I spun myself vast wires of dread.

People painted perfect pictures

of who they thought they were,

and told themselves that they'd find happiness

within the painted blurs.

And when they didn't, they were angry,

pissed off, and quite confused,

so they spun their own damn webs

and blamed their problems on word use.

And I'm mad and I'm pissed

for reasons I can't show,

and I blame it all on happiness

so that I won't feel alone.

Tony36 February 6th, 2017 15:13
Well written and expressed Great write
BRIAN & ANGELA February 6th, 2017 16:19
In my experience CHRIS ~ Happiness is an inner thing linked with Contentment. So many make the mistake of trying to find happiness in externals. When I wake up I commit my day to God and enjoy my breakfast which always includes a Banana which for me is a Happiness Fruit. Then I go to work Happy and Contented with my lot ~ That's my "Secret of Happiness" Yours BRIAN

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