Happiness

Forever avoiding me,

It has a mind of its own,

I reach out to grab it;

Always too slow.

 

My fingers once brushed it,

I thought I had won,

It consumed my whole body;

My face felt the sun.

 

Before I could bask,

The warmth disappeared,

It left me alone;

Confirmed my worst fear:

 

It’s not mine to possess,

No matter how I try,

I won’t try to retrieve it

Next time it goes by.

Reviews

[RomaJ]

Happiness, it seems to be like catching the rays of the sun. Feeling its warmth as it touched your face. It consumed then quickly went away. Getting burnt in the process. And once burnt... twice shy. As they say.
I enjoyed the rhythm and flow of your poem. Lovely.