Happiness Poem by Emotive Girl

I struggle
for the pleasure
and delights,
Such beauty that for a minute
death and ambition, even love,
doesn't enter into this……

I strive to achieve
felicity and hilarity,
They come on, slowly.
The sky is taking on light,
though the moon still hangs pale over the water…..

Happiness, It comes on
unexpectedly.
And goes beyond, really,
And yes
it is the
rarest thing
to have
in this world
anyway……! ! !