Falling Stars And The Year Of Dreams…

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(Photo credit: Woq)

The shadows inched closer and I watched the wind walking with the legs of a deer.

What kind of hope lie in wait for the coming year?

I have no idea, said the old man, new year

are best for great ideas.

 Tears of the rainbow has nothing to do with the wishes of an orphan.

I lost a dear friend old man, I said, walking beside the sea of dreams

We all lose people at one time or the other, said the old man

The most important thing is not to lose yourself.

The year has been okay, I mused, wrapping my robes tighter

 Others don’t have it so good.

People have died, dreams extinguished!

Then do something about it, he said and left me

I watched him go and I saw falling stars hitting my little

house beside the lake.

Strange, I sighed

Life is strange indeed, said the wind, dancing with the lake.

I saw the falling stars by my window

I tried to stop them but I couldn’t

How can I help?

Dear friends, it’s been a great year, some dreams go unfulfilled, others need more work but one thing I realise is, it’s never too late. New Years are for fresh ideas, hold your loved ones tighter, tighten up your belt and fill your mind with positive thoughts. Work hard and you’ll see great results. Things don’t always go the way we want sometimes, but that is why the sun ALWAYS rise again.

Don’t give up on yourself!

Happy New Year (in advance) great friends and I love you all!!!

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A Straw In The Wind

Straw

Straw (Photo credit: GlacierTim)

The wind kept blowing, taking me to places I never wanted to be

I felt myself been lifted high above the clouds and I sigh!

I saw a girl with brown hair, laughing

I fell back into the grass

There was no sound

Her laughter echoes and the force of it threw me off course and I drifted off

She giggles and I envied her beauty and innocence.

No wonder, I am envious, I am only a straw

Nobody cares for a straw

Lifeless straw!

Humans stepped on me but I can feel and sniffs tales from afar

Christmas is near, the end of the age is not far, some says

I have no qualms, after all

I am only a straw in the wind

with no cares in the world

Why do humans worry for what they cannot change!

Why stress over destiny?

Why fret over imaginations?

Why do they live in the past?

Afraid to move on!

I have no idea

Besides, I am only a straw

with no cares in the world

Wheeee, the wind is back

And as it took me off

I saw the girl with the brown hair again

And I wonder

What fate awaits her!

This is one of my poetic thoughts, I hope you’ll enjoy reading my life as a straw!

Happy Holidays Everyone! It’s Xmas soon isn’t it?