That happiness!

Write....write..Aboli write...right!
I've been thinking of documenting this feeling of extreme happiness. About that happiness when everything around is so screwed up. But I am so mentally relaxed, in fact I am excited and just ready to freakout any given moment....at any given point in time! That happiness which makes me forget the pain! That happiness which makes my cheeks pain with the constant smiling and laughing and wondering how round my cheek are! That happiness when I listen to Mark Knopfler and John Denver. That happiness when I read and recite Maya Angelou, Sylvia Plath, Walt Whitman, Robert Frost, Dylan Thomas! That happiness when I watch SYTYCD! That happiness when I perform that beautiful introduction from Raja Shiv Chhatrapati! That happiness when I read aloud Emerson! That happiness which good language gives! That happiness of those special and awesome songs and melodies! That happiness when I drink wine and laugh out loud! That happiness when I think of absoluteness! It's more than just the feeling of happiness. It's just beyond everything. Enough to ignore this pain and useless tension!
Wonder what has happened to me! Wonder in which direction I have evolved! I never felt so happy with such little things. I never knew it could ever mean pure joy for me. And there is no reason for this to be pure joy. They are just my favourites. *Among my dearests*
Boy! I just want to freakout without any reason. Madness is liberating. Madness is freedom. Madness is happiness! That happiness! It's 02:28 am and I am happy without any solid reason!

Stupid

Be stupid sometimes
And just feel emotions
Let them have the sane talks
You just smile back
Chase those dandelions
They will take you to new places
Jump about to see what's beyond
You will discover awesomeness
Open that small piggy bank
And spend on chocolate ice-creams
Cycle around
Be an explorer
Have your gadgets ready
Build them if you like
Dance when you discover
Sing when you are happy
Write when you are filled
Read when you are alone
Sleep at the dusk
Only to wake up again and be stupid.

That moment.

I turned back to look at you.
You held me there in that moment.
A moment longer than eternity.
Eternity of your embrace
Embrace of your gaze
Gaze calling out my name
My name in your sigh
I sighed back.
So did the wind.

Last laugh

I know why you smile when you look at me.
I know why you like to look at me.
Had I been you, I would have done the same
Because I know the reason.
Just once hold me in the rain and dance
Just once take me in your arms and sing for me
Just once make me feel stupid
Just once smile at me
And let me be in that moment with you.
Let me feel your love.
Let me fall in love.
Let me be.
Just let me be.

It's it a funny game.
You die. Then in the next beat you're Alive.
Alive with spirits flying high.
And then you want it even more.

Dying before death

[Roll the dice with a laughing heart]

Oh long lost friend I yearn for you
Your marvellous mind was my source of inspiration
You spoke of beauty, of beauty in purpose
And rejoiced in excitement of action
Oh long lost friend I wonder where I left you
Somewhere between cities and love affair
Or some place of mindless decision
I conveniently forgot you
Locked you. Discarded you.
Now you trouble me with conflicts
The left was never right and the right always existed
Yet I walked like a fool in the midst of confusion
Blindfolded with stupidity overflowing around
I know I know I know you were my life
Without you I am just a dead man walking.