Nomenclature

So I've been listening to this song "1,2,3,4" by Feist for the last week or so. If you've heard it you know that it's the kind of tune that gets ingrained in your brain and never lets you go. You'll be doing something totally random or not doing anything and you'll hear it in your head. Like I was running last evening and didn't have my ipod on me and guess which song my head automatically starts playing? The last straw was when I woke up in the middle of the night a few days ago to get some water - there I was padding my way to the kitchen, eyes still half closed and going "dum dum dum dum dum dum dum de dum....". Insane, I tell you.

So anyways, the tune was still in my head last night and so I did the only thing I could do. I wrote a poem. Along the same tune. Here it is.

Soul mates, mind games
reading into everything
Sun signs, star signs
telling me what my future brings.

Oh! I'm so tired
of counting the days.
I'd rather smile at the rain
it's here anyways.

Mistakes, outtakes
all the time so serious
Good sense, balance
leave no room for silliness

Oh, I'll take my chance
chasing blue skies
put me in life's hands
let it catch me by surprise

So,
slow down, mellow down
pick some flowers along the road
Each day, every day
has a story yet untold.

Oh! don't you see
that you can be free.
Laughter and patience
and hope is all you need.

And so to bed (a couple of hours later)

Comments

Displaced Indian said…
Are you getting soft? I actually know the meaning of your title this time!

DI
July 30, 2009 at 6:36 AM
Kashmora said…
DI - I only promised a random word, not a random word you didn't know - that would be predictable & hence unrandom :-)

Anonymous - you know who you are :-) Thank you!
August 2, 2009 at 10:29 PM
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