sharona jesudasan

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Happiness - Poem by sharona jesudasan

I'm alive,
with new books
and many songs I love.

I have a cell phone,
and a roof over my head.

I have warm house,
and I have a bed.

I have a computer,
and a small tablet.

I have good grades,
and teachers who care about me.

I should be happy,
but I hate being happy.

Happiness only makes me worse
after I see all the negativity
within this frail world.

Happiness makes me feel cruel,
like I shouldn't have it.

Happiness makes me feel greedy,
when others can't have it at all.

Topic(s) of this poem: happiness, life

Comments about Happiness by sharona jesudasan

  • Kelly Kurt (3/29/2015 2:19:00 PM)

    Happiness is not on its own evil. Sharing it is the key. Thank you for sharing. (Report) Reply

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  • Rajnish Manga (3/29/2015 2:11:00 PM)

    One seeks to manage every thing in order to be happy. But like Buddha, you are not happy with your comfortable life- I should be happy, but I hate being happy. Let us be practical and make others comfortable- mentally, physically or in any other way possible. Thanks for this lovely poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 29, 2015

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