If they only knew how bad
How ridiculous those all now seems
They’ll laugh a good laugh
The childish times and days
Al the plays, the games, the acts
Now a laughing stock
The yonder days of being a child
So innocent and green
Tag: Happiness
DAY DREAMING
Staring at the firmament
Read my face it will tell you all
Look into my eyes and see the blankness
Just like the clear sky
My face hidden behind no emotion
My hands pulling away at my beards
And a serious gesture emerges
I am lost in thoughts
Of how where and when
Somewhere in a land far far away
Where I am someone
May be king
How failure never knew me
Yes such thoughts so intense
They could be day dreams
But all the same I ponder over them
If you see me pulling away at my beards
It may be the problems
Or blame it out at the dreams
But who cares dream on
Fantasize, ponder and set sail
Worry not
I am looking at your direction but not you
The mind is set somewhere
Where my eyes seem to try gazing
All I do is staring at what I wanted as
That green green grass of home where you’ll lie and have a piece of mind
Only one route there I got to know
Through my dreams
For the world has never been so perfect
For not even he who is made a laughing stock wants to be in that very situation
So great is laughter
And so real is the aftermath
Either for the good or the bad
But is it worth self esteem and confidence
Laughter is so alienating when you are not part of it
When everybody in the crowd laughs at you
Ok you may laugh on
But he who laughs best laughs last
LAUGHTER IN THE AIR
All I hear is laughter
Loud rhythmical laughter
My heart beat rhymes to this laughter
And the sunrise rises with this laughter
Jolly the mood must be for the laughter goes on and on
From the crack of dawn to the setting down of the sun
The young and old share in this laughter
And the widest of smiles on peoples’ faces by bed time
How filled with laughter their dreams must be
Merry all the way to slumber land
And more and more clear and bright faces by dawn
Looking much more younger and more alive
Oh the good of laughter
What overshadows ye but he shame you bring unto others
As others go merry some hide their faces in shame
The masses can’t get enough they laugh on
Occasionally you crack and break a rib
And laugh loudest
As one confined to the corner weeps away
The fun in finding fun in others’ shame
Who sobs tonight?
Who laughs tonight?
Why laugh, is because of the circumstances or the joker
It’s up to you to tell
In good cause we may laugh
Or as a reaction
But where would we rather be
For not even he who is made a laughing stock wants to be in that very situation
So great is laughter
And so real is the aftermath
Either for the good or the bad
But is it worth self esteem and confidence
Laughter is so alienating when you are not part of it
When everybody in the crowd laughs at you
Ok you may laugh on
But he who laughs best laughs last
Thoughts of a Junubi Youth 