"If only we'd stop trying to be happy, we could have a pretty good time." - Edith Wharton
Inspired by a discussion with brods Jess Gopez and Nelson Reyes on happiness and sadness.
Three o’clock in the morning He woke up, quickly out of bed He’s ready, though still yawning To go to mass, with eyes so red For it’s nine days till Christmas
center A secret passion; A peculiar indulgence She kept from everyone Except her conscience!
Now let me tell you about my frien… Who I’ve known for many years He thought he’s done with life Then she came! and happiness appea… Aye! she’s the sun shining in the…
In youth, he strode, a warrior bol… With boundless dreams, no end in s… A fearless heart, a will of might Unyielding strength his life foret… Yet time crept in, its weight to b…
The sun has set; it’s time to let… And the moment’s come to bid farew… To slights that in our hearts dwel… To anger and hurt; for it is after… Tomorrow’s the future, it’s a fres…
A maple leaf, bronzed, well preser… Hidden away and thought long lost Twas in desk drawer unobserved Memento from a love star-crossed When found, it brought back memori…
When young, I dreamt that I could… Beyond the clouds, so high and bri… Through hills and valleys, bathed… With eagle wings forevermore The words I rhymed, in golden str…
From her hands the sun, The wisdom of the ages From her lips they flow In my universe Her words are nuggets of truth
Yes, he’s smart, way smarter than… Not me of course; though that’s de… But now he’s departed to the other… A deep sadness I feel; it’s unavo… Rivals we weren’t, but we could ha…
center yes, cherries have pits, and doughnuts have holes life can be a bed of roses, or of red-hot coals!
Et tu Brutus I lay here waiting where whispers weave through the h… my edge honed and keen to carve a fate long foretold
Our butterfly! how she has grown Eighteen she’ll be, so full of gra… No longer small, no longer known As just the child with sweetest fa… So cute she was, a joy to see
Fall at last; daylight savings now… Got an extra hour to linger in bed But days seem shorter, evenings co… Alerting us of cold weather ahead! Now autumn leaves smother fields o…
mementos all around, unremarkable remembrances of a life, long spent dog-eared pictures, news articles odd souvenirs from places she went… they clutter her room!
His life’s a carousel, round and r… No ups, no downs; nowhere his dest… A pointless voyage, to somewhere n… And in his grasp, a one-way ticket… He wakens, the day’s a mirror of y…