How Human Would Be Happy?

Human is beautiful and sensible,

Desire and sin reigned in his world!

There is Lust and pleasure,

Naturally human walks down 

The path of pleasure,

Man's inertia is to own more,

To amass more wealth.

But the soul is his or her angel,

It stops the human 

At the frontier of reality 

And pleasure,

The conscience becomes

His or her guide.

History reveals

Just like a seed to grow, 

Humans long for the rain,

To grow with the kind 

And 

benevolence,

To wash away all the dust.

Nature establishes,

Man has an instinct to blossom 

Like a flower in the spring,

To soon arise and fly away,  

And 

To break out of the weeds,

And 

Then, the goodness winds

Will carry him or her far.

How a person is happy 

Seeing any person in pain?

Why his or her heart 

Does not break 

seeing the reality?

I never found an answer;

Is the man or woman 

gliding through the tides,

Longs to chase 

Some elusive thoughts.

If no desire 

To acquire a light 

beyond the darkness of mind?

There are signs of wings, 

But one cannot fly 

Until he or she crosses

Abandoned

And

Evil desire.

History teaches,

Human often tries 

To keep the pace, 

Without making a move; 

Without committing himself

Or herself to prove,

In the end, 

Human vanishes in the 

Endless desires.