Let’s portray happiness in words
Let’s shape the different deeper kind of the allegory
As we’re chasing a new dawn down there
Upon the shore of our minds
That mind holds those oceans inside
Those are washing over emptiness and nothingness
We left all memories behind
Now we’re facing by the breeze
From the ocean of a brave new world

sure...."The GOD'S laughing at us' quoted by unknown .....maybe i have gone too far maybe i shoud know more ..i never judge i'm keeping going maybe next stop ..i will meet someone ..my life truned in sthelse ..well at the end no one notices that who cars why we die and live for ...this is the requime for my dreams

maybe another life u will end up in such condition of what i have ..and suffer the same pain and agony then u will say such things for urself ..this is the hardship u dont have ..i'm dealing with it ...i'm trying to enjoy rather than hating things ..but i want to write the depth of this agony more artistic or portray them in words

abandon all seneless gloom
when ?
where ?
in middle of hell
life is a hell for me ............hades

Cunt
I'm happy to see u again
may I call u
the taste of heaven
or the bitterness of man's weakness
I can smell you,cunt
you are all around here
in this cybernetic wasteland
I know in your life
You have had many visitors
from ur experiences
that you have visited
by strangers and friends
these are nonesense
as regards your cunt

A good poem
With unanimous votes
Can’t alter the fate of innocent people
They have killed so far
We always look for votes
Rather than writing a poem
About people have never found peace in their lives...
What’s our role as a poet?
To reveal deep thoughts and feelings
They represent our aesthetic point of views
For every aspect of human lives
Or we trying to show dreams of better tomorrow
The road not taken
Both roads are the same
But I always love to take the one
I know it’s the same as the other one
So that’s good poem or bad poem makes difference
Who cares?
Who wants to be top of list?
I’m still trying to find my role
As you commented it’s not a good poem
I entirely agree with u
Please tell me all weakness of this poem

you shoud not judge .....
becuase ur happiness is ur penis
that's what u never understand
what my lines are
the lines crossed the myserty
of what's inside universal mind
of what's in seven skies
Of what's in Caesar's hand, and Plato's brain,
Of what's Lord Christ's heart, and Shakspeare's strain.

if there is a secert
im not aware of that
i myself is inside mysteries

thank u for helping me ....

thanks

the depth of sadness and void means nothing when you leave them behind ...you are right

you are right that point that happiness is transient