Happiness is…

Happiness is,
An Unexpected invite,
Somebody close remembering you.

Happiness is,
Uncovering beauty,
In people you never knew.

Happiness is,
Laughing with friends,
In Forgetting painful wounds.

Happiness is,
In receiving love,
From someone you love more than you.

Happiness is,
A mystic thing,
What is for me, may not be for you.

~Sushant

Share your happiness.

What are you chasing?

What are you chasing?
A dream five years from now,
Or are you,
Avoiding a regretful memory?

Are you chasing glory?
The riches of a successful story,
Or are you,
Avoiding your own fate?

Why are you chasing a future?
When the rich are so poor.
All they have,
Is money, yet nobody dear.

~Sushant

Angel cloud, pour some rain

Angel cloud, pour some rain,
I’m waiting with my lady here,
Lead us to a poetic kiss,
Under your heavenly shadow,
Through the music of droplets,
Rustle of leaves with a cool breeze.
I’ve whispered your praise in her ear,
All I have is your support dear,
Penniless pockets, only love to cheer.

~Sushant

A Connection

Passing moments fill life,
Longing for touch,
Among conspiracies of destiny,
Drifting us away.

The helpless heart puts a smile,
Longing for a crutch,
Holding an incomplete memory,
In a solitary place.

These moments remind of an old time,
Your palpable presence,
The treasure of a long history,
Etched in fate.

~Sushant

The Secret of Streets

These streets I walk on,
Are streets of pleasure,
Of pain, of wonder.
Of worldly treasure.

Underneath this silence,
Are deep hidden secrets,
Cuddling couples, discreet corners,
And the lonely walker.

These streets, the sleuths,
Hear your every step,
The Bliss of the first kiss,
And the Pain of heartache.

These streets I walk on,
Talk to neither you nor me,
Yet feel you, and me,
like living in you, living in me.

~Sushant