ePiToMe oF jOy.

Against the myths I was going.
I knew it was coming.
I craved the pain, I wanted the hurt just like never.
INSTEAD I was faced to joy.

Definitely not what I asked from thy, I was shocked and surprised।
To see what more beneath lies, I accepted the smile and used on every mile.
Then were the tears in the eye,
The memories of which had vanished from my thoughts.
I was crumpled to see me in knots.
This was what I wished long ago,
And I realised the smiles had to go.
The pain and more pain from then
And got the sigh
Since time I realised in sorrow lies the epitome of joy.