Happiness #Poetry

My happiness … it comes from the smallest things, as it flows into the clepsydra the grains of sand. My happiness … is the thought of using my wings, my warm soul that surrounds you with its hand. My happiness … is the rainbow after a big storm, is the fragrant, beautiful scented flower, like…

Come With Me #Poetry

Come with me and happiness is guaranteed Come with me and you’ll see what you have never seen Come with me and you will always remember this day And with a smile you will always remember this day. ©2018. VishalDutia. All Rights Reserved.

Pain Inspires #Poetry

Pain inspires us to search for happiness. But happiness kills inspiration. Just the cycle itself is contradictive.