If I Were A Bed

    If I were a piece of furniture, I would be a soft, relaxing, supportive, and dreamy bed. Squashy and cushiony as a pillow, the bed adjusts its shape for the comfort of people around it. The bed with a heavy man lying on it have a curved surface, whereas the bed supporting a lighter man is relatively flat. Being a susceptible person, I can be easily pulled into delight by an optimistic person, and covered in silence by a reserved friend. Bed is the place to lounge and idle for days. Relaxing and procrastinating until midnight is definitely my style. The bed supports whoever that lies on it. Similarly, I unconditionally support my beloved ones. Bed is my retreat into a world full of sweet dreams and my cradle of imaginative fantasies. As fanciful as every teenager, I am always enwrapped in dreams of my future. As susceptible, slothful, supportive and fanciful as I am, bed is the mere image of me.

If I Were

If I were an animal, I would be a sea sponge,

sitting on the seafloor silently.

If I were a car, I would be Toyata,

cheap, but environmentally friendly.

If I were an article of clothing, I would be socks,

unobtrusive, but warm.

If I were a day of the week, I would be Sunday,

with a "Sun" in my heart.

If I were a piece of food, I would be rice,

common, but nutritious.

If I were a color, I would be blue,

sometimes glittering, sometomes depressed.

If I were a movie, I would be Black Swan,

creepy, but capturing.

If I were a fragrance, I would be Daisy,

light and sweet.

If I were a building, I would be a coffee house,

where people talk and relax.

If I were a plant, I would be a jasmine flower,

small and unnoticeable.

If I were a musical instrument, I would be harp,

lethargic and slow.

If I were a shape, I would be circle,

round and easy to draw.

If I were a piece of furniture, I would be bed,

where relaxation and dreams settle.

If I were a song, I would be "You Belong With Me",

saying my love out loud bravely.

If I were a season, I would be spring,

when the days are longer than the nights.

If I were a TV character, I would be Sheldon,

anxious over triflings.

If I were a cartoon character, I would be Nobi Nobita ,

living a simple happy life.

If I were a machinery, I would be a camera,

recording the happiest moments.

If I were a phenomenon, I would be sunrise,

carrying light to somewhere.

If I were superpowered, I would be able to foretell,

acting as usual as if knew 2012 is a lie.

Sorry, I Love You

I have wandered 

on streets

love enclosed 

in my heart

and which

you were probably

sick of

for so long.

Forgive me 

for my deep deep love

so sweet

and so sharp.

Everlasting Friends

So much depends

upon

a crowded

classroom

full of sweet

children

and their plain

friendship.