obtuse thoughts: How I Wish

Sunday, January 27, 2013

How I wish,

That each mistake is a discovery,

And not a painful, slow realization;

That success is a divine experience,

Sans a trail of stinted, unfulfilled yearnings.

How I wish,

That, Truth would be as pleasing as a lie,

And could be told without guilt or compromise;

That, Jokes would forever remain funny,

And not lack entertainment with vicissitudes of life.

How I wish,

That, I never stop dreaming,

Even in the face of worst nightmares;

That, while speeding into scenic pastures,

Objects in the rear-view mirror were closer than they appear.

How I wish,

That, amidst all the things material,

I discern the dispensable;

That, I can always enjoy the twinkle of the stars,

And remember that ‘God is the finest decorator’.