I can’t seem to catch my mind
Will I triumph if I don’t quit?
Is there a season to walk away?
I try to clip the wings of happiness
As I search for moments to reminisce
Or juggle the plans for the next conquest
I am always almost catching my dreams
But life keeps changing the puzzles
Every time the answers become a reality .
Would happiness be kind and not be a butterfly?
One moment I’ve got it coming
The next, life carts it off .
I caught a mockingbird in my cage
But my priest told me to show love to a pet
By setting it free and far away.
Nothing seems more fleeting than finding
That Fame, fortune and friends give no
Freebies in the pursuit of happiness.
The thoughts of joy at Christmas, sun at summer
Elation at the weekend or romance with the next soulmate
Pass as swiftly as a waiting game .
Happiness is like a sleeping goddess
Let her be, for perhaps when she awakens
The trenches will rise to the horizons .
© GBOLABO ADETUNJI/ AYOKA