Happy-ness

I was about five
saw an air-plane
soaring in the sky
slicing the clouds
towards my dream
daddy, I wannabe a pilot!

o that scrumptious meal
beautiful taste of aroma
gathering of the family
my dream had come to the stove
daddy, i wannabe a chef!

take off your shoes before you enter
its not the gods, its the computers
the alpha keys, the green screen
fascinating new toy
i want it for ever
daddy, i want a computer!

A stroke of the brush
the beauty of color
the flight of imagination
the love of unknown
daddy, me painter?

the work has started
I come very late
mama is waiting
daddy, i wannabe happy...

is that too much to ask?

yes you can speak
call me mama
yes you can walk, yes you can do it
you can ride that bike
be a man, live up to it

that school is no big deal,
you can get in
get those books here,
you gotta get good grades
have to get into a great college
be a man, live upto it

so there is a bully in college,
but that shouldn't scare you? should it?

o yeah! you like her, don't you?
she's beautiful, go ahead tell her
be a man, live upto it

so its your big break,
its just this or its the universe,
yes sure you can do it

now this is the crunch time
yeah yeah, you can do it
just go ahead and propose
its really no big deal
be a man, live upto it

father is no more
family is in tears
your shoulders are strong
you are a man now, live upto it

just got a hasty call
the day has arrived
the new bloom awaits
you are going to be a father
live upto it

or rather
just live it up

life or it?

The cloud

how could the cloud shadow me
asked the moon
I am bigger
I am brighter
I am worshipped
I shine, it doesnt
I pull the ocean, its just a drop in it
i'm white, its black
i'm permanent, its temporary

he answerd

it gives itself away
to make the crops grow
to quench somebody's thirst
to get that smile on the kids face
to relieve the earth
but doesn't ever complain
like an egg in the sky you remain,
so what if it shadows you,
your I still remains.

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Soul Searching, the first post

the tricycle in the courtyard
the orange ice cream
the big He-Man figure
that Nike shoe
the swanky watch
that flashy bow
the cushy job
the window seat
the Mont Blanc
Dal Bukhara
dailysoul.blogspot.com
all the things I could not have

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