NEW YEAR: HAPPINESS
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.
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 keshavdubey.com