Happiness

by Dr. Rama Rao Vadapalli V.B.

Happiness -

Self-made

Self-found

I am myself

Children never remain

Childlike or childish

Making themselves

Grow, they fly

Trees don’t mind their fruits falling

Fully grown they leave their mother

Fruition is the order of Nature

It comes off - all by itself

Wisdom grows owing to thought

It gives both joy and bliss.

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Comments on this Poem

Excellent.

Rajender Krishan
08-Nov-2020 09:28 AM

So true and profound!

Kulbir Bhalla
08-Nov-2020 08:03 AM