Life
doesn’t hand

happiness
in abundance

scared
we will

want nothing
but the

euphoric
feeling of

satisfaction
when there’s

plethora of
feelings

to experience.
Those feelings

which make
happiness

much more
blissful.

Life
a series

of fleeting
moments of

happiness
interrupting

usual sludge
called life.

Our choices
cement us

within our
own imposing

personal prisons.
A lifetime

without parole
where

happiness
is snatched

whenever
possible.