The Art Of Laughing
The Art Of Laughing
I have seen a happy poor
Laughing at his poverty,
Flinging the garbages of dejections
By saying "nothing is beyond the reach.
I will try my level best."
His pain is the weapon
To share the desirable moments
With his family.
His everblooming happiness
Spreading trust
By uprooting vetoes very softly.
His smile says the world
About the art of laughing.
Confronting the struggle
In every moment, he says
"Yes I am the poor
Having a pure heart.
Still, I laugh, dance, enjoy
And share every moment with nears and dears.
Do you, guys?"