I want to be happy and gay
But my smiles fade away
When some one say
Unpleasant things about me
With cunning glee
They make me feel
The blood freezing chill
I get very sad
With agony mad
High treasured pearl
Begins to hurl
Down by cheeks
In the form of tears
Which was kept hidden for years
I get overwhelmed by unhappiness
Sometimes more, sometimes less
Anxiety, agony and grief
Writing in brief
Shashikant Nishant Sharma
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/unhappiness-5/
