A fool may look for happiness, <br />Outside himself, but from others, <br />A bottle can’t change his mood, <br />A bottled woman has no magic wand, <br />The host of relations has nothing, <br />To do with the happiness of oneself, <br />It has to be nourished and nurtured, <br />Day and night since young, not to fling, <br />Perfection is the best state of mind, <br />Where none has the pen to scribble, <br />What you want to taste, <br />Not to be controlled by the feeble mind, <br />What you choose to taste, <br />Has to be determined by the rational upbringing, <br />No one has brought anyone up to be good and bad, <br />It is the state of mind that dictates, <br />One to follow or flout the rules of love, <br />Where the laws have no place to dominate, <br />Only the rules of love have taught many, <br />The search of the happiness is, <br />from the rubbles of calamity.<br /><br />veeraiyah subbulakshmi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-am-a-fool-not-to-be-selfish/
