“What is happiness to me? ” I ask myself and
Find the answer within on calm introspection
That, happiness to me is peace!
Peace, the quietness within
The calmness all around,
It is not in motionless stillness
But, in smooth flowing action.
Peace is in accepting life
With all its ups and downs
And yet, making the best out of it!
Like a river transforming
Sharp rugged stones into
Smooth and shining pebbles
We each should learn
To make our own rainbows
By smiling through our tears!
lovely poem Happiness can only be found within ourselves, when we accept others and ourselves. Angelina please read when time permits my poem Happiness, an untold story of a pebble. love Mamta
lovely poem Happiness can only be found within ourselves, when we accept others and ourselves. Angelina please read when time permits my poem Happiness, an untold story of a pebble. love Mamta
Happiness is a quest of life. The true happiness is when your heart attains peace and get rids of all the struggles. Neat poem.
the pain that the small piece of rock has to bear in becoming a pebble...that is poetry.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Just reading this adds to my happiness today.