May 3, 2015 § Leave a comment
I have been having one of those days,
You know the ones,
You see all red and snap at humanity,
Cry because you dropped your sock,
Yell at strangers and gnash your teeth,
Throw up your hands in a princess sized tantrum?
They’re really rotten, those days,
But I’m pretty good at getting happy and loopy,
Here’s some thoughts that make me beam.
It’s cool to be silly and loud,
Immaturity is a gift of life,
Yes, fairies exist and so does santa,
Every bunny could be the Easter bunny,
Tooth fairy does have your teeth,
Jack Frost is out there well and alive,
It’s nice manners to small talk with the clouds,
Or to wave to the Sandman way up in the moon,
There is plenty of nutella in the world,
Seriously, it won’t run out,
Imagine a basket of baby pandas,
Or baby cats or dogs or koalas ,
A basket of baby prettymuchanythings,
Randomness is one of my talents,
Try it sometime won’t you?
And be as nonsensical as this post,
Bite into an orange and toss grapes into your mouth.
This isn’t poetry really, is it?
This is basically just the scrambled inside of my head.
It’s a funny place my head,
Like noodles you know,
I don’t even remember how I came to be here,
I know I was feeling a little red at first,
Now I’m back to being serenely queer.
Wishing you all a very queer day,
Don’t forget to live your existence!
May 2, 2015 § Leave a comment
Let’s today try something new
To ourselves be fair and true
Let’s forgive our flaws today
With a smile let’s greet the day
Why not throw away self doubts
Let’s be lazy under the clouds
We’ll sit by the river with a good book
The world we’ll see, not just look!
Let’s forget our age and dignity,
Just be awesome and bomdiggity!
March 13, 2015 § Leave a comment
“Rolling stones gather no moss”
Don’t catch moss, keep rolling! 🙂
February 23, 2015 § Leave a comment
If mice could roar
And elephants soar
And trees grow up in the sky;
If tigers could dine
On biscuits and wine,
And the fattest of men could fly!
If pebbles could sing
And bells never ring
And teachers were lost in the post;
If a tortoise could run
And losses be won,
And bullies be buttered on toast;
If a song brought a shower,
And a gun grew a flower,
This world would be nicer than most!
PS: This is an untitled Ruskin Bond poem I came across a long time back, and it always makes me smile 🙂 I hope this wonderful poet’s words put a smile on your face and brighten up your day ❤