Gopal Lahiri writes

Happiness 

in the breath of fire 

our over protected shadows 

Recall long night.

Freedom candles love to burn 

One can buy even heaven.

the perfect alibis of working class 

taming the moral compass 

make you a favourite.

With a surprise and sense 

More mirthful  

The hawk dives on you.

Scavenging filth in the back alley.

Even amidst a crowd 

Question faces shaking hands.

Before my silent prayer for you 

America is singing 

That's happiness 
 
 Self-Portrait -- David Salle