Simple is Not Equal To Happy Anymore !

Little things don’t make me happy

Things not Grand make me so snappy

I care about nothing less than Me

It doesn’t even matter to me who’s he

Everything big, fat and visible

Ostensibly grand but not divisible

I wish to own a one or more

fit enough to engage and allure

Screaming desires haunt my ego

life’s a waste if lived incognito

Nothing less than Grand will do

Am I or I am Greedy says Who ?

Please see, only the pretentious assure

Simple is not equal to happy anymore

Entire being goes into accumulation

Transgressing the path of renunciation

Written by
Shilpi C. Sinha

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