Kissed By Bliss Poem by Avik Datta Gupta

Pour out a drink
Light up a smoke
Switch on the screen
Unwind your mind
Let it be kissed by bliss!
Bliss was like...
The fag getting burnt by fire
Receding spirits in a bottle
Or like that same stupid flick
Of lifeless virtual pleasures
Dressed in the robe
Of ecstatic happiness
Boring, drab and awesome!
Seekers of happiness
found treasures
In ecstatic pleasures
Like sparks of brightness
Flashing in moments of darkness
You cant have it all alone!
Happiness is brutally rude
Find your poison of pleasure
To flash bright up your mood.
Ignore your selfish sorrows
There are a millions with their share
That can be shared and reduced
And you'll be happy for the fact you care!