Happiness
A choice
Not a
God given right
Glass half full
Or half empty
Does it matter
Absolute zero
A state
Physically impossible
To achieve
What’s good in
A state
Of absolute rest
Present is
What we have
Choice is our
To be happy
Or run after
A mirage
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Poetry is my passion. I am not a methodical writer. I have no set topics to write about. What I feel, perceive, think about, I will like to share in this blog. I open my mind to the world. Like the weather, sometimes my poems are cloudy, sometimes stormy. I always like to see sunshine streaming through the leaves of trees, so I hope I can share some of those sunshine with my readers.
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“Choice is our
To be happy
Or run after
A mirage”
Wonderful words!
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Thank you.
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