The River

As rapids swirl and twist in the journey you take,
amongst designer love and empty things,
the light that guides you
is swallowed by the sun.

It is only at this point you realise,
that you are not a one in a million kind of person.

You will always be
a once in a life time kind of individual.

The Search

Happiness could be
having a warm body snuggled up to you on a stormy night,
floating on an acapella of your favourite song at a concert,
or even your complex love story that didn't sound like a fairytale.

Never chase
for happiness can be found,
Right here,
Right now.

Just not bottled and packaged precisely
the way you want it to be.

The funny thing is

People will want to fly with you in a private jet,
yet someone will insist taking the donkey cart with you when the jet breaks down.

People will want to celebrate your precious moments with you,
yet someone will persist to hold your hand even when your dreams have flown away.

People will drink out of a champagne flute & toast happy birthday to you,
yet someone will eat your birthday cake out of a plastic plate and share it with you.

Look at your hall of mirrors
for then you will realise,
That the people worth keeping
are those who break all your rules.

Irony

Do you remember when
Dad's shoulders were the highest place on earth,
mom was your hero
and goodbye meant only until tomorrow.

Remember when
getting high meant swinging on the playground
and the only drug you ever knew was paracetamol.

Remember when
lollipops turned into cigarettes,
soda turned into vodka,
kisses turned into sex
and your close friends became strangers.

The world was simpler then
yet we couldn't just wait to grow up.

Observatory

Things always seem perfect from way below,
yet amidst the clouds lies your world
scattered like a tattered cloth.

A mere canvas,
miserably hiding cuts and nightmares stitched away.

Look at the haphazard stitching.
Understand that,
as the colours and emotions of you are stitched as one,
the map of your world dances across your retina
portraying images of magic and splendour.

Images,
that silently stole the breath of a stranger
who gazed into your eyes today.

Platform One

Even though I tripped on my way in,
I am leaving,
by letting go of last year's clutter
in boxes tightly wrapped with string,
encompassing designer love and empty things.

And as the night makes way for day,
the first rays of the sun come out to play.
My magical journey is about to begin
amidst a dance with a wonderful world,
as it starts all over.