Each of us have our own way-
Of living, of dreaming, of scoring.
Having the right and power of choosing
The road, the path of our dreams.

We are the main heroes of our adventures.
Each of us- is a lead character in
Our own special and unique book.
We choose the genre, figurines, and the
Life track to which our heart belongs to.

And so forth, don't waste the precious papers
On something you will never revive.
Remember-
Your book is a limited edition!

Thus, create a story
Worth telling to the rest of the world!

Some people in our lives
Are given to us with halos-
Standing there like mountains,
Holding us together as pillars.

Thanks to our guardian angels
We can bravely say goodbye
To angst and all of its brought despair,
We no longer need to fear the fall.

We are so lucky, so generously rewarded...
We are blessed to have a person bright as sun,
To be protected by God given attendants,
Who are always there to look after us.

We are truly gifted...
To be surrounded by people with halos.

She goes with the flow
Smiling and laughing,
She walks with the crowd
Slightly lost in her own little world.

Gazing to her sides
Startled by others confident force,
She continues her journey
Passing groups of ignorant mass.

Strolling down the road
Which awaits for her ahead unknown,
She throws a helping hand,
Friendly look and gentle smile for all in need,
Always thoughtful and kind,
Never forgetting to encourage uncertain to succeed.

She travels on, hoping deep inside that
Everything will turn out to be great.

Thus, one more day of travels came to end,
And her steps undertook her back home again,
Tired and worn she curled up in bed
Thinking about tomorrows voyage,
Gently stroking her little cat friend
She dives into ocean of starry dreams...

I'm no dealer, not a gambler,
But life doesn't seem to care, that I refuse to play.
Selfishly throwing me into the game of cards, I know nothing about,
Left to improvise, forced to make decisions, which I doubt are right.

Few hands played and I already lost quite much,
A beginner is an easy target for an expert-gamester,
No wonder, defeat is already knocking to my doors.
I paid costly for a tutorial, however, I am at gain- I learned the rules.

A pair is better than a high card,
Two pairs beat one, but descend to three of a kind,
Which is defeated by sequential straight.
Then, on top comes same suit flush, beaten by full house,
Which is nothing to four of a kind, but once again it’s not the one.
The hand, commanding over all, is almighty straight flush.

Now the game begins and it seems it’ll reach its end after a moment-  
Overestimating novice is a mistake,
Common even for professional to make.  
I did demonstrate to life how well I've done my homework.
Which rewarded me back with a royal flush, selfish yet generous life.
I am all in.

Watch it fly
Never again
Come back, please
Say goodbye

A firm grasp, ever so confident
Tender but strong
Loving but tough
Laughter and tears

The string snapped
Five fingers slipped
What it was, it burst
What it was, it floated away
Come back, please
Say goodbye

Reach to the sky, jump
Pick it up from the ground, a lump
Forming in the throat
Swallow it down, hoarse voice croaks
Come back, please
Say goodbye

Nestled in a palm, cradled with care
Gaze down at it, wasted and gone
Rain threatens to spill, look up and stare
A mere dot in a blurry haze, all alone

Wipe the rain away,
glance away before it hurts
What could have gone wrong,
everything and more
What was once filled with joy,
exhaling breaths of sadness
Curl up, dejected, left in the lurch

Come back, please
Goodbyes were said
A lingering gaze broke
Seams unraveled
Come back, please
*Un-say goodbye

You gave an oath, made a vow,
That you will never give up on
A great and noble dream of yours,
But in the very end-
Your promise was nothing more
Than an empty lie.

You gave up your race to the finish line,
Not even accelerating your engine to its last resort!
You lost to time, to fear, to its despair,
Not even glancing to the heights you have reached before!
You threw the given word so simply, so easily...

I thought you would withstand it all-
The strikes of 'friendly' life
But, what a funny accident we have-
You lost to the very first encounter.

I believed in your dreams, in your hopes-
But you burned them along with your given vows,
You plainly crashed....