Happy is never gone, it just enjoys being mysterious
A little imp perched just beyond your imagination
But...Why is it always hiding?
Happy loves being a shape‑shifter, curled up in the shadows
pretending to be made of warmth and stubbornness.
Happy is petty, and it’s waiting for you to call its name correctly -
the longer version it secretly prefers: Happiness‑When-I-Feel-Like-It.
Happy is always watching you, waiting for you to find it.
Then delights in watching you squirm...as it fiendishly slips away.
It’s perched on the edge of your laugh,
waiting for you to stop looking for it in all of the wrong places.
For Where it actually is
Is sitting right behind you like a mischievous child,
holding a flashlight, grinning and whispering...
“I wasn’t hiding. You just weren’t looking crooked enough.”
Impish happiness
Happy shifts from eerie to ethereal.
She appears in angelic form
A luminous nymph...a surreal companion - soft...haunting
Her glow is like moonlight through water, her hands gentle
Her presence mystical and tender.
If you seek true happiness...you may find her. But beware...
For she is fleeting!
About the Creator
Novel Allen
Existing in mist and shadow. Neutrally Abstract.
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