Happiness Rhyming - Poem by Hemant Arora
Whenever it seemed that the world
is sitting on your shoulder,
The time has come
to play your favorite number.
Enjoy your solitude by going for a walk,
On your way, call an old friend
and have a light talk.
Sit below the old banyan tree
and feel your breathing,
The best medicine for Stress
is having an ice cream.
Open the old album
And watch yourself teen,
Forget your tummy for sometime
Remember the days when
people used to call you thin and lean.
Take a blank sheet and
try drawing your old college dean.
Keep doing all this,
Until you find yourself giggling
with the face like Mr. Bean.
Nothing remains permanent,
this rule applies to stress as well
It's all about how long you take
to ring the happiness bell! ! !
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