I've never been to dreamland,
but I dip my feet on the waters of my fantasy land
Sometimes I find it surreal
yet it knocks on my door for real
I only want the simplest things
that tickles my heart
for I am grateful for embracing an art,
I am seasoned with lots of dreams
and hates being shattered for senseless grims
Happiness reminds me the essence of life
With it, I feel nothing but ecstasy of being alive
It truly comes in every form
but I appreciate it more when it comes to my door
Happiness is when you can savor the taste of your favorite food
Happiness can also be about staying sane, as you should
It cannot be touched but the sprinkle of a little magic
tends to show you its safest trick
Most of the time, I just can't believe my reality
Do I deserve to feel this ecstasy?
Oftentimes, the sprinkle of magic comes from the flip of a book
as it contains words and phrases that would dare me to look
Sniffing the pages gives me a sense of cloud 9,
forgetting that I was once standing at the edge of the line
Happiness, again, can be my little corner at home
the only place I feel the safest when I'm alone
It can also because of how my cat welcomes me
Oh, how sweet of it to make my burdens flee
Going home, all troubled and stressed,
How lucky of me to be energized with its lemon-like zest
Its softness makes me weak,
urging me to take a rest after a restless week
Above all of the definition of happiness itself,
a smile can never outweigh the feelings in a shelf
No words, no action, but mere skip of a beat
or competing heartbeats for a mere skit
Make my eyes shine
Shape my mind's shrine
Let me skip a beat
Help my overthinking sit
Just maybe then,
I could feel the goosebump's den
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Unheard Thoughts
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