Poems from sambuca66

Insight On Happiness
I envy Happiness; so callow and myopic.   Ignorant she is                 but happy she be. She would not be as        blissful if she was...
The Day the Pills Ran Out
Denial. That was the first reaction. Frozen: in a dead-locked stare with a fluorescent, empty bottle. Panic hit me like a whip across the...