Joys Of Life Poem by shreya koppaka

At dusk time time, the sun set,
When the sky covers a blanket of red,
The sun melts into the ocean,
Giving way to the moon on the cloudy cusion,
The stars join the party,
And the planets get naughty,
With this scenery the tension relieves,
When the moon peeps through the coconut leaves,
At this time I start to wonder,
The bare truth thet lies deep under,
That, happiness cannot be bought,
Can neither be trapped nor caught,
It is not a contract or a deal,
But a thing one should feel,
The joys of life are hidden in small things,
No one knows the happiness a tiny moment brings,
The slightest of a gesture of love,
Takes us to the seventh heaven and above,
All the riches in the world cannot buy the joy,
Of the memories attached with a broken toy,
These are the things that make life beautiful,
Lived once and remembered always as wonderful! ! !