LAUGH ?

                                                

                                                           

                       

      #  LAUGH ?

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LAUGH ?

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  Laugh is the unique instinct,

That Nature has given to man,

 No other creature can think of,

   But man laughs without ban.

                                                          

 People laugh, in package of joy,

In happiness and merriment,

Hilarity opens the mouth's gate,

 Bundle of pleasure, flows out of vent.

Laughter is declared good for health,

This natural gift is now business device,

The expert trainers teach in the club,

Paid laughing has become an exercise

People laugh at human follies,

Others' distress is their concern,

When lips tender, balm of words,

Secretly, they laugh, turn by turn.

Killings, slaughter , massacre, war,

All are condemned by mankind,

Away, from crowd of crying mass,

At other end, secret laughter, we find.

When we stand opposite to mirror,

And see our own charming graph,

Can we judge the person inside,

At our own SELF, can we laugh?

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                                                          (C) keshavdubey
                                              24-9 -2026

                                

NEW YEAR : HAPPINESS

 NEW YEAR: HAPPINESS

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 I am glad to attend New Year Party,

 It is in full swing, with merriment, 
  All are dancing and shouting,
Climax of hilarity is present.

People pretend to be happy,

The whole circle, as they seek,

They are happier in advance,

And become happiest, at the peak.

I feel, all this is a magic,

Which is live- show, to perform,

All are acting till drop-scene,

To exhibit, the maximum charm.

My' happiness' be the topmost,

If it lags; it is a curse,

This happiness is meaningless,

Unless, I compare it with others.

I pay for happiness, to buy the same,

Spending the money is no trouble,

If this happiness is a thousand deal,

The two 'thousands', may earn the double.

With the bundle of happiness, I come out,

It is raining, in the darkness of night,

A poor street-boy is dancing on the road,

Mud-clad, bare naked, shining bright,

His dance? no rhythm, no steps, no sense,

He is playing with an old rustic flute,

 My happiness is with respect to others,

But his innocent happiness is absolute.

I spread my arms to acquire happiness,

As if-it is any technique, any magic, any art,

I search happiness in club, pub, drug and dance-

But real happiness, lives in the core of heart. 

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                                               (C) keshav dubey 

                                                        31-12-2004

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