Happiness
Like other states
Of being guests
Are either of two types
Some come drizzling
Showering with joy
And leaves a rainbow
After tip-toeing
Some come like monsoon
Drench you on cloud 9
And leaves you with a cold
After fleeing away
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Labyrinth Journey And Chapters Of Oddity
Poetryᵂʰᵃᵗ ᴵ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᴸᵃᵇʸʳⁱⁿᵗʰ ⁱˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ'ˢ ⁿᵒ ᶠⁱˣᵉᵈ ᵖᵃᵗʰˢ, ʷʰᵉʳᵉ ˡᵉᶠᵗ ⁱˢ ʳⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵘᵖ ⁱˢ ᵈᵒʷⁿ. ᴸⁱᶠᵉ ⁱˢ ᵃ ᵐᵃᵗᵗᵉʳ ᵒᶠ ⁱⁿᵗᵉʳᵖʳᵉᵗᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᵉʳᵉ'ʳᵉ ᵐⁱⁿᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵈᵃʸᵈʳᵉᵃᵐˢ, ˡᵒᵛᵉ, ʰᵒᵖᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵈᵃʳᵏⁿᵉˢˢᵉˢ ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵐʸ ʲᵒᵘʳⁿᵉʸ.