Pursuit Of Happiness. - Poem by Victoria chung
How much will it take to learn?
To reach the other end of happiness.
Is there any other way to get my feet there?
Leaving length and time unmeasured.
Would it matter if we had it all?
And still have the unclothed hands
So someone tell me, is it so tough after all
To dress my never fully clad sore
Little jiffy in addition makes one whole
But why when numerous the soul so cold
Wonder even why be in awe
And find a little which aren't all real
Now the dangling hope make off
Leaving all of me drained and parched
By no means will the crack mend
Until the raw sting restores its health
Inspiration, determination all on pause
Letting time not direct its course
Saying things and believing non
Holds the stake made one with one
Chase after a fiction which never was
Forfeit everything that ever was
Bulldoze the slightest contentment won
Spun out of a vision that was once yours
Time is right or the moments luck
In that one moment, bliss procured.
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