Orange Rain

Some days you feel like shit. Most days you feel like a banana, waiting for someone to peel off your skin and chomp you alive. Ocassionally you feel like a king... or a Queen. Other days you feel like Heaven. There are days when you feel like sweet and sour pork, all juicy and yummy but covered with this gooey stuff. Today the sky looks a little clearer and brighter. Blue, green, pink, red, yellow all around. Nice. I feel happy.

Red Pineapple

Sauntering up with hands in pockets. A casual nod. A smile. That smile. A firm grip. I was lost, felt lost. No, just nervous. Sensitive yet relaxed. Eyes most beautiful. Mesmerizing. That smile... again. Pineapple juice. Pasta. Conversation. Laughs. Something real. No pretence. Some restraint. Honesty. Dedicated. Those eyes. A song. A singer. Melodious voice. He laughs, smiles and those eyes! Hours passed. Totally enjoyable, most enjoyable. The night ended with blue stars in a tight embrace. Passionate kisses. Most heavenly. Unforgettable. And like Cinderella, off he goes in his silver chariot. Waving goodbye... and that sweet smile. Sweet, sweet Max.

Yellow Wind

Wondering. Wandering thoughts. Whispering. Deafening. Frantic beats. Calm waters. Busy yet distracted. Maximum intensity. Maxed. Max. Sometimes a day goes by in a blink of an eye. Scrambling for completeness. Never enough time to go by. Yet some days are tinged with loneliness. Nothing drives it away, no, not even a sigh. Bordering on madness. The answer will take you by The hand to the place void of sadness. Blue as the rose. Warm as ice. Yellow prose. Sweet paradise.

Grey Nights

Tonight is one of those nights that is good for picking at my thoughts. How far I have gone through life, half way through. I am happy for many things at this moment. Things that have worked out well. More will see its fruition in time to come. Then there is the one thing that seems to elude me. Love, yes, that darn word. Like flying pigs, it is almost impossible. Constantly hoping to meet that right guy one day. Maybe one day. Who will walk down this path with me? This is an example of a question without an answer.

Nobita, Oh Nobita

There once was a guy named Nobita
But his friends also called him Gary
His real name was not Nobita
Neither was it Mary
So confused was he
Worried too much about looking good
Just couldn't let it be
It always, always spoilt his mood!

Nobita, oh Nobita
Now there is fame in another
Beautiful GaryNobita
Like a butterfly finally emerging into a new world
GaryNobita, oh GaryNobita
You will be a star!

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Seemingly scot-free

Wondering.
Wandering thoughts.
Whispering.
Deafening.
Frantic beats.
Calm waters.
Busy yet distracted.
Intensity scuttering by.
Seemingly scot-free.
Got caught by Scott!

Square Elephant

In all my life I have been searching for that elusive piece that was to fit perfectly in the jigsaw puzzle that I've been trying to complete. It's been my aim to find that square elephant that fits in the round hole. Maybe I will just wait a while longer.