Happiness knocked at your door before it could knock at mine.
You got your part of color from the rainbow, I am still colorblind.
And you hold on to your cheerful day, a bright light has shown.
mine its still dark, the day, the feelings, the people still mourn.
I am not jealous or not praying bad for you.
Mine is not working. The delay snatches my mind on what to do.
I am glad that you got what you wanted.
I am waiting my want. The thing I desire I've lost it.
Pray for me if you could take time out from your happiness.
Don't forget my sorrow, else would show your friendship worthless..
My Friend...
Kirti Sharma
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/happiness-knocked-at-your-door-before/
