I dream of a world where there is no sorrow
And no one needs to, a few seconds of happiness borrowI dream of a world not with life full of happiness but with happiness full of lives
Where there is disappointment of no typeI dream of a world where there is only joy
For each and every small girl and boyI dream of a world where being happy is the only job
No one complains and no one has a probI dream of a world where living on earth is like living in heaven
Full of happiness; a blissful cavernSo I imagine such a world only with happiness and joy
But then I question myself, full of curiosity and why'sEveryone will be happy living in such a world by themselves
But what will be the definition of 'happiness' itself?Don't we feel happy because we have obtained happiness by countering sorrow
Gave it a tough fight; a blow for a blowDon't we fell happy and full of light
Because we have fought for it with all of our mightDon't we feel happy and gay
Because we have earned it through the hard wayDon't we feel happy because we are not born with it
To obtain it have to struggle and fight over every small fitEven the happiness of heaven cannot be felt
Without bearing the life full of despairSo what is happiness and joy without sorrow?
Nothing because sorrow is the thing that makes them what they are...-Tan
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My Anthology
PoetryA lot of thoughts come up in my mind I try to rhyme them and here's what I end up with...