Intro Poem - Five to Fifty Search Never Ends

Teacher said – Smile, Smile, Smile, like a Sun

Kid asked – How about at night?

 

Teacher said - Be soft and tender like a flower smiling always

Student asked – How about a day or two after when it is dried

 

So are we

Who

Lost our glee

 

What is taught

Never

Stays in our thought

 

We show faces

To

All advices

 

We

 

Search for happiness

Till

Filled with drowsiness

 

Happiness

Cannot be taught

Should be

Felt from our heart

 

In all that we do

Happiness

Should be the glue

 

[Abstract from my book 'Five to Fifty Search Never Ends']