I walked through the lanes of my world,
to find the treasure box of secrets,
which opens in just one blink
To spread the aura of happiness.
I walked and walked, but was in vain!
my tired soul layed down on the dusky plain,
my eyes still searched for the box of joy,
but nothing could quench the thirst of my pain.
Suddenly my eyes stopped at those muddy hands!
building an empire with the clay of that lane,
An old bearded man's trembling hands,
was giving a shape to the thoughts of his reign.
His hands toiled hard to mould his thoughts,
Giving a shape of his desires to the clay!
He rotated the mantle like a profound,
like a kid is profound in his play.
A pinch of satisfaction on his face,
glittered like those shining rays!
A blissful smile was clearly seen,
On those beautiful amber days.
I smirked and smiled with a sign of sigh!
how dumb was I searching for happiness,
Happines is a feeling which is gained,
From each work & thoughts we gain I guess.
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© JYOTIPRAVA
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IN LIFE
Poetry'IN LIFE' is a collection, which is mostly in the form of poems and phrases of wordly language. It describes all about life and the things in life, which happens to us every day!!! Hope you enjoy reading it and find it relatable with your everyday's...
