happiness is something one trys to find.
its not bought, stolen, nor can one give happiness.
we are on a constant search for happiness.n
we will not find it.
you will never find it if your looking for it.
everything we do is done to become 'happy'.
there is not a shread of evidence that exist in the favour that this life is serious.
so live life like you have nothing
accept everything you are given as pieces of happiness.
when you put together the puzzle.
you have lived your life
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
amazingly true...such a wast life is most of the time...but if you take and put things in their right place then life seems....perfect! good job! =]