Eyes Open

Just heard a couple of songs on Radio about Eyes Open
So I decided to write something about Eyes Open
The wider it opens the greater the sight & alert we become
Able to grasp the changing patterns unfolding right before our very eyes
This is the significance of making our eyes open
Albeit at times, we prefer to keep it close for solemnity

The lesson here is whether eyes are closed or open
Is to keep vigilant at all times
Because burglars does not always come at night
When all eyes are closed and pass through the back door
Sometimes thieves steal through the front door
At daytime when all of us are wide awake and Eyes Open

Always have a close look at precious entities in life
And a close guide at precious people in life
But don't hold them too tight for they slip like a soap
Rather give them freedom like a dove
That every dusk it finds its way Home

Soundtrack

The soundtrack that governs my summer
Is the song that you provide me when I was sober

I listen to it all over again
Until I am addicted to the song
Until I am addicted to you
Now my reason of every day and night is you

Sometimes I am perplexed
By the thought of how two parallel roads
Met somewhere at crossroads
And there I found you at my crossroads

It was not intentional
But love gravitational
Yes the pull was just right
Because it led me to you and felt so right

Everytime I think of you, I am about to erupt
With joy in my heart
That is beating in the tune of the soundtrack!

Play

When I decide to play with Love
Never thought I would be trapped
With my own foolishness
Here I am dwelling in deep sadness

It was hard at times to think about it
On how I fell into my own pit
Never had clues that I am heading on something
Something that is unfathomable by words of the alphabet
But only fathomable by heart felt

Crazy as they say
But I admit I'm into this craziness
But how long will this infect me
Perhaps till then when I wake-up from this dream
But what if I won't be able to realize
That all I am into is nothing but just a Game!

Calvary 101

Before my SG Life turns to a Year
A challenge knocked my door on the 5th of June
I got sick, Chickenpox was its name
But I am determined to win over it!

My OFW Year is culminated with a disease
As the lesions spring into my skin
I can feel its wrath like a summer sun
It felt so hot and I wanted an instant summer breeze

As day progresses, the lesions mature
Waiting to crust and dry-up
Little by little relief is achieved
Immune system restoring and building-up

Twist and Turns literally coined my bed
Alarm clock has become my bestfriend
She wakes me-up, for my anti-viral med
She's with me in this fight until the end

Finally the ill has gone out of me
Spots and marks are awfully conspicuous
Chickenpox is not Chicken after all
Perhaps, I just experienced one of OFW's Calvary!