one after the other
we wade through
puddles of emotions
only to come back
where we started
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round and round we go
like a dog chasing its own tail
in search of happiness
we are so engorssed
in the search that when
happiness descends
we are in no position to
acknowledge it
leave alone absorbing it
30sep2009
00.47hrs
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i found second one good, indira......the thought is with lot of hidden meanings.....rotating in our illusions n delusions; without knowing where happiness lies....? ? ?