Happiness, ah what a fragrant smell!
Which trailing testing time,
Smells its sweetest sublime;
‘Pon taking a pill bitter as hell,
Does not plain water tastier spell?
No joy from mine is mined,
The product of a mind,
All the while buried deep does it dwell.
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Words well said | 46.11.14 |
Happiness, ah what a fragrant smell! We all are a class of UNHAPPY FOLKS IN SEARCH of t which lies concealed within just open your heart twill find it lovely happy poetry sir ji
Of couse I wrote this earlier, but one of your despairing entree made me upload it on PH. Thank you dear PP for liking it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You have justified the title of the poem 'Happiness Hails From Mind' Your poet's note say much about the poem. Beautifully penned.10
Thanks for appreciation and rating