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.

Where we belong

All around me are familiar faces

taking time out from the races,

worn out, young and vibrant faces.

I find it rather uplifting,

I find it rather strange,

for just today

there will be no tomorrow,

only moments that wait patiently

to be cherished for an eternity to come.

All these happy faces in a sanctuary called home,

our very own castle in the sky.

I love being here.

Merry Christmas!

Against the tide

Amidst the danger
lurking in whirlpools and swirling currents,
there is endless possibility.

Yet you choose to follow and stay close.

Allow the world to swim beneath you.
Break away.

And grab that something you have been afraid to want.

The lyrics of friendship

A road trip to destinations unknown,

wrapped with giggles and banter along a twisted road.

Oh,

how the years have flown by my dear friend,

with memories dragged through bitter, sour and sweet.

And even though you're right here babbling away,

I smile magically as a song on the radio starts to play.

Our musical bond will always speak,

a secret language to our souls.