World is mine

Written By: Praveen  |  Category: Life  |  Comments Off  |  

happiness

on my way
back from the cemetry,
crying and feeling desolate,
i guess that’s when it began;

haunting me to this day,
i curse myself and wonder
why i stopped when
others did not;

through the wind and the rain,
in a world that i long to be in,
day in and day out,
used and thrown away;

if only we could make a life
of what we dream,
there would be no heaven
and no need for (a separate) hell;

a fragile soul caught in the hands of time
dying a little everyday
i know a change is gonna come
there’s a place i am going to
as i keep chiseling away
to carve out a life that is mine
i find that place is right here
within me;
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this one is riddled with multiple meanings. each stanza can and does mean a lot of things. i started writing this with 2 central themes, but it does extend to a whole lot of various other things.
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You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life. – Albert Camus

Success is not the key to happiness. Happiness is the key to success. If you love what you are doing, you will be successful. – Albert Schweitzer

Happiness belongs to the self-sufficient. – Aristotle

Happiness cannot be traveled to, owned, earned, worn or consumed. Happiness is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace and gratitude. – Denis Waitley

The foolish man seeks happiness in the distance, the wise grows it under his feet. – James Oppenheim

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