Of joys, songs and daydreaming

Joyful, happy days
What are them to Mays?
All seems fair and bright
Just as feathers in flight

Life’s always in tune
Like birds singing to June
Nothing feels wrong
Come and sing your song

As I sit and wait
I dread and dreamt
Of a faraway place
Lost in space

 

 

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Tonight

Tonight is so wonderful I couldn’t even pen the right words. I am both terrified and happy.

Purpose. Joy. Silence. Peace. Anticipation. Risks. Could they suffice the burst of emotions within?

I really have nothing to say to [my] readers. I just wanted to write these silly words only you and I could understand. For someday, somehow you’ll get to read this. And be convinced how crazy I am.

So before this night ends, what I really wanted to say was, “It is amazing how you bring joy in my heart and how you effortlessly make me laugh . . .”

Dance

the night is young
we can still share a dance

the star-filled sky is beckoning
they utter melodies like a thousand cherubs

nothing is too hard or awkward
loosen up and live!

till our bodies fly and float above
nothing is heavy

we are weightless as feathers
numb as numb

vague as we already are
odd as we can possibly be

the night is young
but we are not