The Secrets of Happiness

The gloomy weather of loneliness, Dark clouds of sadness . All set aside when you get greeted with people's sweetness And you start to question how is this world filled with this much kindness I question who is the richest They say the one who is wealthiest, To me they are depressed With a lot of pain left unexpressed. Richest is the one who got alot of people to look after one's with whom he can celebrate life's each chapter . One's with whom he cherishes moments that matter People to whom he goes to when he gets shattered. Life is a gift But without people it's a deadlift. So live life to the fullest, And in the end I hope you become the richest...