The Laugh Of The Dolorous

I am laughing loudly and walking the path As if I am the happiest man in the earth. But I secretly carry the dolor in a cart My heart burns and my mind is torn apart. Depth-less is my grief Still I walk like a king, as if, I am the owner of the sun and the moon Life is to me a mirage, an illusion Better senses make me the man of renunciation. To cut a joke, to make a fun I laugh out loudly …the laugh of the dolorous Though the inner soul bleeds the delirium delirious. I feel their foolishness As they show me their faces Without smile and full of sternness Their helter- skelter movements are hilarious With out any benefit and totally ridiculous To taunt them, to make them ludicrous. I laugh out loudly …..the laugh of the dolorous.