What is Reality? To some, Reality refers to a state of
things as they truly exist. To others an escape from the
nuances of ideological or imaginary aggregates, while to
some, a totality and independence of a system – known
or unknown.
Reality is simply an illusion, although a very persistent
one, that masks the existence of things as they truly are –
interminably incandescent. Our world, and many others
are made of light and matter, i.e., energy in its simplest
state.
Reality can be reimagined but often requires the
largest sacrifice, the transcending from the old to the
new. For the hardest choices require the strongest wills.
The poetic world however has no such limitations, and
reality may be reimagined at will, but not in complete
sense as the way life would exist in such a new ‘reality.’
At the Stroke of Midnight, As the twelfth chime rang, I was blinded by the sparkling light, As my family huddled ’round, like a top-secret gang,
Lay rotting away, the wreaths on the doors, A day to end all pain, misery and strife, It was the moment, everyone had been waiting for, The thick tension was palpable; could be cut with a knife,
It was a day to forget, The mistakes of the past, To let go of all sorrows, sins and regrets, The die had finally been cast,
All waited with bated breath, Everything paused, flying birds, rustling leaves, not to mention, man, Everything paused, moving clouds, flowing water, not to mention, death, As The Countdown finally began,
10, The numbers flashed on the clock, 9, Stuck between a hard place and a rock, 8, Glancing up at the sky, 7, Everyone as if petrify’, 6, Caught breath, suppressed sighs, controlled gasps, 5, Accounting for the calendar’s gaps, 4, Having run out of patience, 3, Adults no longer calm, Children no longer vivacious, 2, Waiting for the year to finally be over, 1, HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Bucket List, why’s that? The idea was new to me, Bucket List, why’s that? Something I had never needed, Bucket List, why’s that? To define my reason to be, Bucket List, why’s that? But some nameless someone’s advice I heeded…
Bucket List, what’s that? How do I go about it, Bucket List, what’s that? I haven’t got a clue, Bucket List, what’s that? Where to start, Where to quit, Bucket List, what’s that? About a thing to do,
Bucket List, how’s that? With things of wonder, Bucket List, how’s that? Beyond my wildest imagination, Bucket List, how’s that? No more blunders, Bucket List, how’s that? I must sit in contemplation,
Bucket List, where’s that? Somewhere exotic, perhaps? Bucket List, where’s that? Going rock climbing? Bucket List, where’s that? Going all the places on maps? Bucket List, where’s that? Ugh, which is the right timing?
Bucket List, which’s that? Seeing a sunrise, from Machu Pichu, Bucket List, which’s that? Climbing up to Mt. Kilimanjaro, Bucket List, which’s that? Or talking to someone about my issues, Bucket List, which’s that? Or simply enjoying a better tomorrow?
Bucket List, when’s that? I am too young to prophesize the future? Bucket List, when’s that? Is it dangerous to play with the fire of fate? Bucket List, when’s that? No, my own destiny I will suture, Bucket List, when’s that? It’s up to me whether I will be weak or great,
Bucket List, who’s that? Shall I meet an old acquaintance? Bucket List, who’s that? Have a picnic with the whole family? Bucket List, who’s that? Visit an old friend, with full cadence? Bucket List, who’s that? Or the girl who looks like me, uncannily?
Bucket List, help me! You are too complicated, Bucket List, when will you be done, finally? No, I don’t want to see all the royal families rated! Bucket List, you’re finally over, I have assigned all the numbers, Bucket List, now all you need is a cover! I can go back to my eternal slumber!
”Learning Morse Code, Speaking Latin, Achieving my ideal weight, On the runway, Wearing a dress of Satin, Be more punctual, Never be late, Doing Archery, Learning shooting, Become a concert pianist, The errors in our society need uprooting, Swearing to always be honest,
Going Parasailing, Dying my hair, Making a snowman, Visiting an earthly place rare, Stay away from the beach, don’t need a tan, Flying First Class, Zooming in a helicopter, Seeing the Northern Lights, Go to Jurassic Park, maybe see a velociraptor, Just being with friends, going to fly a kite,
Visiting a Volcano, Painting a portrait, Observing the constellations in the night sky, Paying my homage at the world-famous India gate, Dancing at family weddings and some white lies, Seeing the famed Mona Lisa, Remarking at her lack of eyebrows, Taking a selfie at the Tower of Pisa, Seeing beautiful Orchids, neatly arranged in rows,
Going on a cruise, Folding a 1000 cranes, Getting a little serious, becoming a doctor, Hopefully always staying sane! Do some geology, am a roctor! See the beautiful cherry blossoms, Visit Neuschwanstein and maybe put a lock, Do Archeology, discover some fossils, Finally, wash my lucky sock,
Ride a crazy insane roller coaster, Hit a bull’s eye on a dartboard, Take a job as a coffee roaster? Drive around in a fancy Ford, Lucky number thirteen, Go on a random vacation, Right now, I’m just fourteen, There is no limit to my imagination!”
Today is a joyous day, Of hope and cheer and of merry, The wreaths on the doors, And trees decorated and shiny,
Christmas is a time for celebration, Of twinkling lights and ornaments fair, To be safe with our loved ones, A shelter from this wintry storm,
See the pretty snowflakes falling, Look into the gardens, Where the grass that ‘twas green, No longer a blade is to be seen,
May this Christmas be the first of many, When we celebrate all that we have got, And in our love there is an instance of forever, The sense of being home when we’re together!
Thoughts Caught 