I 

              spilled          some
                                         words
        on                  the

Floor and
                                               as they lay
                    they
                                    ­  surmount
     all
I've    ever     written.



                                 ...and I lay down my pen for a broom.

am i that smile?
or did serendipity
make me a hero?

Serendipity and Luck; The only things that aid us in catching that one vital chance.
For the Romeo, the heart yearns for his Juliet's momentary glance.
So for a second they can share their love.
And fool the stars that hang crossed in the sky above.
Destiny still plays us like puppets in his evil game.
First be the soul of the hero seeking prestige and fame.
His life he would gladly trade to the devil himself for the mere opportunity.
His name be immortalized in history, his soul he would gladly sacrifice in perpetuity.
Second be the King that yearns for power to rule over all.
But Time turns his hands of the clock and soon every kingdom must fall.
Finally the holy man who only seeks inner peace and tranquility.
Is his destination even a possibility or a cruel lesson in futility?
The fickle gods make us mere mortals jester and dance.
In the end we seek those crucial moments of fortune and chance.
                                                                                                -Vijay M-

How can i find the silver lining when there's no cloud
It's all rainbow and sunshine and we're singing out loud.
Quickly i try to find a tunnel to walk, hoping to find the light at the end
is it just so happens that my luck, found me a tunnel which never seems to end.
Was i wrong to thought it was a chains of events in serendipity,
Or to hope this happiness to last beyond the infinity?
It's like starting fire in the rain, hoping to find a warm comfort,
Instead what i got is pain, and the rain won't wash away the pain suffered.

AS 03/19

dear serendipity,

i met you under a lilac sky
with herons flying by
just watching cherry clouds blossom
into the horizon beyond
i remember asking you,
'why do i get to keep you?
why are you here with me?'
and you, with blue eyes,
the color of oceans deep
with a hint of green
and joy unbounded
with sorrow wounded
the eyes of stars above
capture your ability to love,
you replied in a voice mellow
the color of sunset yellow,
you said, 'i am your serendipity,
and that's all it'll ever be.'

i still love you
and you're still my serendipity

love,
me