There is a fixed supply of happiness in this world.
When you are at your happiest, someone is at their saddest.
You are the happiest person in the world.
I am the saddest person in the world.
We hold the world together in balance.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Happiness and Sorrow are two sides of the same coin. Nice Write. Please read my poem with a similar name Bitter Truth