Broken heart crying inside
But how would a heart cry?
It sure feels heavy
It is one of those days
When you feel really low
Your body is belligerent
But the mind has given up
There was this man
I admired him a lot
Always happy and cheerful
Every time he will be ecstatic
He made me envious
Until one day
I saw him in his solitude
Crying like a baby
Sitting in his garden
Depressed
The clouds were gone now and the sun was bright
I was really happy
I should not have been that happy
But I was ecstatic
I was relieved
That man who looked always happy
Was a fake
A big lie
And I got a reason to stay depressed and sad again
Sometimes I wonder
How comforting is sadness?
How difficult is to look happy?
I left that man and never returned.
Looks can be deceiving as you alluded to in your poem. A happy man might be quite the opposite on the inside and a happy face may just be a happy facade. Maybe it is easier to look happy than it is to actually talk to someone about how we really feel. Another great poem, Shreyans 🙂
Thank you for understanding the depth of the poem. My new book of poems is out. Do check it out.
https://www.amazon.in/dp/8193669711
Congratulations on your new book, Shreyans. What an achievement and well done. I’m not sure if it ships to Australia, but I will keep the book in mind when I’m next buying a round of books to read 🙂
ILL SEND YOU THE LINK. PLEASE READ AND REVIEW IT.
Okay, let me know, Shreyans 🙂