(A Mel inspired poem... Very Old)

What is happines?

A fleet of the moment?

A fancy of the mind?

Is it real?

What is sorrow?

The anger of losing something you once possessed?

Or of losing someone who you did possess?

Is it called for?

What is Rage?

The wish to make others suffer?

The unlocking of ones controll?

Is it logical?

What is love?

A wish to possess?

A Trick of the mind?

A illusion of selfishness?

Happines is fleeting,

Sorrow is wishes in extreme,

Rage is suffering to the extreme,

and love... love is...

Love is all of these things.