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What do you think of this reflection I wrote?

Here it is: Illusions of Happiness We beings can find happiness in various places. Some find it in wealth, through expansive amounts of money. Some find it in power, through the ability to rule others, and force them to do their bidding. Some find it in fame, through others’ adoration and devotion to them. Some find it in beauty, through health and lovely physical appearance. Although sometimes, happiness, just like everything else in the Universe, is not but an illusion. A simple illusion which deceits most of us. For greed snares opportunities at pure happiness: it forces our desire for wealth, power, fame, and beauty to escalate, and twists it like a washrag. Wealth conquers contentment, and molds it into extensive lust. And even when we are satisfied, greed deceives us, and makes us unhappy, until our sanity is snuffed out. Power becomes overwhelming, and takes control of our senses and awareness. It is then that foolishness forces us to become ignorant. Fame is similar to power. Power is similar to fame. Either is obtained when one is possessed. And the consequences of fame is equal to that of power. And what does physical appearance bring us? Compliments? Smiles? Others’ devotion to look like you? These things will force you to strive for more, and more, and more, until you destroy yourself in your epic quest for joy, which was just an illusion. Which of these best suits you, dear friend? Wealth, power, fame, or beauty? Why not seek true happiness? Look past the magician’s cunning tricks, and search for happiness that can only be found within yourself and others. True happiness can be found by giving elation to others. To drop a quarter in a donation box, to participate in a Walk for Cancer, or Hunger, or other struggles. But are these obstacles illusions as well? Can someone who is starving, or is pained by a disease find true happiness also? Anyone can find true pleasure, but only if they wander down the correct path. Sometimes simple things are where pure happiness is found. Like sitting ‘round a crackling, welcoming fire, surrounded by brothers, sisters, aunts, uncles, grandmas, grandpas, cousins, mothers, and fathers. Or a simple stroll down a beach in the evening, as the setting sun casts the clouds into amalgamates of orange, yellow, pink, and purple, with the rippling waves tickling your toes. So I leave you with this vague question: Where will you find happiness? Will you find it in wealth, power, fame, or appearance? Or will you choose happiness through bliss in unfortunate others, family and friends, or tranquil sanctuaries? As said, happiness is sometimes an illusion, and only the wise can truly find inner bliss, and elude the Illusions of Happiness.

Public Comments

1. Learn how to right, ididioth.
2. Really lovely! I enjoyed reading it! Makes you really reflect.
3. I found happiness when I was finally done with your long-winded 'reflection'.
4. too many cliches, and cliche ideas and concepts. No fresh outlook. I don't understand why you used verses and stanzas because this piece lacks everything that makes poetry. I know it's harsh, but be glad someone's telling you.
5. That's really nice. It reminds me of the warm happy feelings I got when I worked at the nursing home, and I was a bright spot in their lives. Helping those in need really give the feeling of happiness. ~Nice work~
6. Beautiful and thoughtful. I love it.