Posted in Poetry



Happiness is a swim in the ocean
It’s a walk on the wild side

It’s the embrace of a lover
It’s the fragrance of the forest,
but it’s fleeting and only lasts as long as you allow it.

It weaves itself into the fabric of living
and its breath sustains us till the next time it visits.

Sometimes it surprises us,
but mostly we have to grab it with both hands and then run with it
till it sprinkles itself back into the cosmos of time………


I am an unknown introvert who desires to touch the world with a little bit of magic...

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