TORTLETTE!!!!!!

(Nana Chan! This ones for you!!)

Ever so slowly in your greatness of nothingness
You swam across the jammy jellies across the creamy ocean
Swimming like a little green tortoise of the viscous world
a persona so humble and charming than ever

toddlers souls are omniscient and vivid by nature
a 100 year old toddler, you are though.
Just before the day break,
You squeak bellow the icebergs,
tickling them with your little voices,
till they giggle the Icelandic chorus.

A tiny little tortoise you are in the end
noblest are those species, those baby foxes and little hoppers
who paint together the icecaps on poles
Wasn't he the Matisse who copied your icebergs?
or was she the wolf who was scared of the winters?
Or was he the William who always ran in Trouble?
For his heroes were never new,
For they existed in you,

Oh you, little sparkle
of the eyes of the cozy winged gloomy butterfly
so bright at night
That the mariner was scared
No it was not that albatross,
It was the sparkle
so beyond his parameters of poetry
yet lovely enough for the enchanting few.

song of universe

some are loud

some are swift
few are lazy
few are just there from countless years
infinite waves of countless oceans
different, unique and alive

dare you not single out anyone

these are kids in classroom of the universe
one with a huge spectacle, one with a runny nose
a chubby kid with chocolates in his cheeks
a sleepy kid with a blue handkerchief,
few are chatting,
few missed the class and are playing football,
one of them is a teacher,
one kid has a gun in his hand, they call him a soldier

Beauty, agony, lust, love, anger,
sex, charm and bitterness
a pretty smile, an eyes wink,
a red face, a baby devil,
Emotion filled waves form countless oceans
randomness is everywhere

universe sings joy of togetherness
love is coexistence
the symbiosis of mixed emotions
of mixed universes
of mixed cultures

Purity is just an exception
every pure atom could love the other
that makes randomness pure

Isaac moved his finger,
and so moved a fragment.
the fragment circled Universe
and so moved the other fragments.

A godless society
though unbound and scattered
forms a system
which is random and pure

sanity and insanity
sing together the songs of yin yang
the dragons of emotions

celebrate their joy
and so begins the season of mating

love knows no god