Doctor Of Happiness Poem by Naveed Akram
Doctor Of Happiness
I treat the great illness, it is related,
My findings are like mountains
In the institutions called hospitals.
The branches I keep follow me,
The scarcity of beds worry me,
There is averageness in me.
If a smidgen of luck connects
Inside I feel the warmth of today
And see a thimbleful of happiness.
O the vastness of medicine!
How I cure the followers of health,
Who transcend belief when well.
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