#365DaysOfWriting — Day 227

I’ve had verse days

1 min readDec 21, 2016

When your mind thinks like the heart.

And the heart rules matters of the mind.

The stars shine brighter than the moon.

Street lamps, vestiges of a romantic fool.

Take your car along the red path. The one that Google tells you not to take.

Break into an impromptu song-and-dance routine, and no, don’t fake.

Is there a point to this all? None at all.

Am I just having a dream? Maybe.

But who says you can’t live your dream? Don’t pinch yourself. For once.

Drown yourself in a wonderland. Twice. Thrice.

As many times as your heart desires.

Don’t think. Just do. Don’t blink. Just move.

One day, and that day may come sooner… or later, you will smile.

And wonder what prompted you to write a verse so nonsensical.

Take a path so off-beat.

You get lost, and know not where you are.

That, my friends, is when you have truly arrived.

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