Thursday 7 August 2014

The pursuit of happiness...

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.....

1 comment:

  1. 'i need to be happy...
    i complained to him...'..
    nice lines..nice poem.

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