Happiness

Happiness short poem

Playing with perspectives, I lost the original one

Lost the hope of ever finding it even

and then I saw it coming back to me

like a slow motion capture

of moments gone by

I could see what it meant to be happy

I have juggled perspectives

but not lived my own

in quest to understand

I have let the experience slip by

pre-occupied with black and white

I ceased to believe in greys

I trying to be human

I forgot the essence of humanity

am happy and content for a change.

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Nothing enthralls me anymore, Nothing surprises me anymore, I know not the depth of my own soul, nothing allures me anymore..............
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This is such a renewal of faith! Having read Zyborg’s poetry earlier, this one stands out for the beauty of the insight that the poet has maybe in respect to himself or to any person who has felt that life has let him down, The positivity is appreciated as also the rythm and form of the content of the poetry.

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