I stood blank,at the mirror...
Together,we walked out,in
The pursuit of happiness...
I need to be happy...
I complained to him...
At the end of a dusk,waits
A fresh daylight...
I refused his presence...
I walked the streets,alone,in
The pursuit of happiness.....
Together,we walked out,in
The pursuit of happiness...
I need to be happy...
I complained to him...
At the end of a dusk,waits
A fresh daylight...
I refused his presence...
I walked the streets,alone,in
The pursuit of happiness.....
'i need to be happy...
ReplyDeletei complained to him...'..
nice lines..nice poem.