HAPPINESS OF SORROW

I never know why, its happening to me,
Just trying to be normal, but it’s not the way to be;
Tremors of sorrow is what I always see,
With fishes of happiness in my sorrow sea;


Childhood burn is still etched in my heart,
I never had an opportunity, to be given a bright new start;
Missing many things, has stolen joy in a large part,
People around me just scribbled in my dream of art;


It was not once, it was not twice,
I struggled my way forward, where I had no other choice;
Behaving well with the people, and a guy who is nice,
I was like an ant with broken limbs, to move forward and rise;


I created my identity, with my natural flow,
After months of hardship, its time for me to glow;
When the successor takes position, it was time to me to step down slow,
I never moved ahead after that blazing heavy blow;


People! Now I am here, with nothing to fear,
I have given up hope of what I want to be so dear;
I may finish these lines and go to sleep,
But, I always think about the pain of future,
In my heart which makes me feel so deep;