The Happy Times


Those sad smiles are not meant for soothing,

Sweet lies to be believed in.

Left upto you to choose,

Lifeless or life taking.

You are at close,

That’s not called losing.

It’s the same for everyone in the end,

Difference lies in the distance from the bend.

Baseless seems the discussion,

Things we dint intend,

Those moral values we tried to vend.

Let those desires sublime,

Beyond the stars, lies the happy times.

If it feels like hell, welcome home.

Beautiful is the view,

when everything is in the ruins.