Poem: Happiness

Poet: Altaf Adam

Happiness is a small word,

For it, all spend their subsistence,

We can’t buy happiness by money,

It can be bought through life journey,

For someone, it comes so easy,

But others, it makes crazy,

Also happiness is my target,

I work for and not forget,

Happiness is beauty of life,

Even though we get it by rife,

Happiness is the only beautiful thing,

For life, is considered as wing.

Published in Daily Makran Times