Jefin Jo Thomas
Happiness - Poem by Jefin Jo Thomas
I was standing near the window,
which opens to the street.
I searched for something,
that will encourage me.
but, unfortunately, there were none.
Then i searched for something,
that will fill my heart with joy.
That too, was quite impossible.
And then, i decided to get out of the place,
as it is good for nothing.
I walked down the street,
amidst the busy crowd,
hating myself to come in here.
Then, I stopped or
something made me stop.
A little boy of eight,
with shabby clothes and painful eyes.
I thought for while ‘n continued walking.
But, I was holding his hands tightly.
My angel, who really taught me,
what the real HAPPINESS is.
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