Happiness

By Navneet

Broken, beat and abused.

I have stood long to just belong.

Now, I take pride in my little self and accept the way it’s become.

The moments that make us;

Are the one’s we make.

Pride is a sailboat floating us.

Passing by all the fuss,

With one thing to spare.

In its air; breathing fine.

Alive and moving

Happiness;

Is just where you are,

It wasn’t anywhere else.

The one which is truly ours.

By Navneet