Often we feel joyfully, gladly
Something we have received
But soon discover gloomily
Our heart has been deceived
An unknown loving light
Appears in the composed soul
Steals away the bright
Smashing the world whole
The days become thirsty
The nights are all restless
The thoughts be empty
With the fruitless clash
We wish for the hope star
Gaping into the dark night
A handicap stretches afar
With broken, wounded might
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Beautiful poem. Very true said, happiness is momentary state of mind, where it takes no time to gloominess. We wish for hope star, but when our expectation is not met, we are dragged into darkness. This is all life. Grasp the happiness thought tiny it may be. Loved the way you presented it.