Happiness

Where have you gone,

my happiness?

Whom do you inhabit now,

my happiness?

 

I’m left with worry

hanging over my head.

And a hole in my chest.

 

The sun is crying,

the moon is bleeding.

 

Dear Happiness, Abba,

do you know that I don’t feel the same?

Of course you know .

I’m just the one lost in a haze.

 

I hope the birds will fly me

over the lands where my ancestors sinned

to be with Abba, my unfailing happiness.

 

 

Reviews

[sarah]

this is really sad and moving wonderful job!

[Ashli The Amazing]

very nice i loved it it was very moving and powerful. great job! [:

[CrystalClear2010]

Its a thought provoking poem
I dont know if I would call it happiness
torture is a strong word
Does Abba mean
Reaching out to your father happiness

[absolutefolie]

Wow, amazing write! Nicely done :)

[LoopyLoo]

:-)
Really good poem. :-)

[Chris38]

A wonderful moving piece. You have a great talent

[Coyote Poetry]

I like this poem. Easy to lose hope and happiness. I like how the poem felt like a prayer. I like the ending.
"I hope the birds will fly me
over the lands where my ancestors sinned
to be with Abba, my unfailing happiness. "
The words above are the prayer of the most of us. We must hold on to happiness for our family and friends. A excellent poem. Thank you.
Coyote

[SpokenWord]

Is Abba the name of your happiness or a person who makes you happy? I hate when I lose my happiness for any reason thought I do believe it comes from within me and not from outside of me. Enjoyed the read.

[Magdelena]

Wonderfully brought forth, sadness reaping throughout and you made this into a piece that will last in my memory for a long time coming..

Mags xx