Goal of Happiness

Every goal of happiness
Ends in grief, in a huddle of lateness,
Offering dreams of unkindness.

My future runs in the family,
The success is an attachment,
A goal of love is about to enter.

Offered to our sleep is a successful dream,
Oscillating in our lives over a pattern
Too well defined.

This transformed our lives and our family,
Reaching into the cosmos of happiness
And alleviating suffering.

Our loves are slept in with no ache,
Cruelty is besieging the friends
We eventually preferred.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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