We will always take for granted
the unreal people
that filter through our lives
each and every day,
where motion pictures
show us to never give up.

The irony is that it's not faux people
that lead us to believe in magic,
it was the real people behind the fake
that chose to keep the music flowing.

Who knows who they really are;
it doesn't matter when it's about
life or living for nothing.

If there's something to learn -
it's to learn to take chances.

Doing nothing is simple and tedious.
Opportunity is purpose and effortless.

Risk less, chance more.

I had a lovely little drone
and every chance I had,
I'd fly so high, up to the sky
in weather good or bad.

I'd push the limits further,
and every time I flew,
my boldness knew no limits.
My confidence - It grew!

I'd fly until "connection lost"
and RTH* kicked-in;
a feature oh so good at hiding
multitudes of sin!

And so, more reckless did I grow
more daring I became.
I mocked the regulations
and derided them as "lame"!

And then, one chilly, blustery day,
I set forth to the beach.
I flew my drone out to an island,
almost out of reach.

The wind, it changed direction
and turned into a gale.
My lovely drone fought valiantly,
but nature did prevail.

A watery grave engulfed my drone
in cold and wicked sea.
I lost my lovely little drone
and little drone lost me.

So now I cry and save my cash
and count the days 'til when
I'll buy a lovely brand new drone
and do it all again!!!

* An automated "Return To Home" feature.

Turquoise waters cradled by an unknown guardian filled itself with the emerald rainwaters...

By the day, it appeared as an ever expanding expanse of a jewel encrusted crown that belonged to no queen...

But at night,the very same radiated conspiracy with its violet aura and indigo rocks that wove a sinister garment about it...

Reflecting the mysterious heavens in the mirror of its being...

But inspite of the risks...my heart often went drowning into the fathomless bottoms to glimpse the unseen glitters... by the day...

And at night, the heart often chased the dreams dancing an unheard melody in a boat...over the lagoon full of stars...!

Getting out of one’s comfort zone,
Trying out travelling alone,
Making decisions that are risk-prone,
Is no doubt difficult - like trying to live without a phone!


Often leads to breakdowns,
Often makes one look like a clown
And often makes one frown.


But then if one doesn’t live for these things,
They are just like a bird without wings.
Even if their day-to-day life doesn’t sting,
They miss out on life and all that it brings.

I crave connection
Yet fear this minefield of societal
subtleties
My image so precious constructed upon all those choices
Paths not taken
What if
If it crumbles
Will I be ‘me’ no more
Gains seem thin and loss enormous
Let me fall
My bruised ego will keep me grounded
Let me float
I’ll stay here with this fear
Look at it once and twice
Befriend it even
I have time
All the time

She wished to paint with watercolors
because they bled all over the paper
Like her emotions bled all out of her wrists
but never out of her mouth

She wished there was a way to be beautiful
and still tell the truth of her messy, wild life

She was reaching for her razor blade
When the watercolors called to her
There is a better way
There is an easier way than this, they whispered
She wanted to believe it
but didn't know if it was worth the risk
didn't want to look weak

There was no pain involved in this new way
Only beauty bleeding from her heart
Instead of her skin
Was it worth it?
to leave paint stains rather than scars on her arms