Tag: prose

A time in the forest,

Isn’t a time of joy.

It’s scary,

Sometimes it’s dark.

Sometimes there are tigers,

And sometimes if God blesses,

You may have an encounter with a lion.

If an elephant trumpets,

Scamper as soon as possible,

Otherwise, you may have to face it’s wrath.

But I will tell You secret.

It’s best to visit the forest in your dreams.

Neither there will remain the fear of being eaten up by a tiger,

Nor of the lions or the elephant.

There remains only one fear.

Please don’t wet yourself.

Adios!

Did you make waves?

Did you get noticed?

Or did you ride them up and down,

So, that you could feel the coolness of the water?

Did you make waves?

Have you ever appeared in the local newspaper?

Or it’s your dream to make a big splash one day,

And to be featured in the national newspaper?

Or even better,

To be in the limelight of the television world.

Did you make waves?

Now did you ride them?

Then shouldn’t you be happy?

Then why the long face?

Why worry?

Be happy and make a lot of good waves.

Adios!