let me say Merry Christmas
to all who celebrate!!
I had a wonderful day,
such a memorable Birthday.
THANK YOU to my friends,
both online and offline ones
who made me feel joyous!!
The yellow feeling
I had yesterday morning,
doubled in the afternoon,
tripled in the evening,
and multiplied later on,
while welcoming Christmas
surrounded by friends
and the loud speakers
that pumped out booming sounds.
Boom, boom, boom,
drum, drum, drum!
I can only live once, right?
So why not boom, rock it!
Anyway, it’s not like I party every night,
for that matter not even every week.
When you get older,
club scenes are less attractive
to your conservative mind;
I’ve never been a party animal, anyway;
not my nature.
The small talking,
the random kissing,
the inappropriate touching,
the one-night standing;
if all of that with complete or semi strangers
from time to time and days after days,
it will eventually become a headache to your inner feelings.
But yesterday was a day I spent with friends,
Friends as I have expressed before
rock my world in so many ways.
Friends make me feel blues and yellows;
they drive me nuts, I drive them nuts;
they share my happiness, I share their happiness;
I feel their loneliness, they feel my loneliness;
they make me enjoy life, I make them enjoy life;
I shower them with grief, they shower me with grief!
Friends are like an oasis in a harsh desert;
they quench your thirst.
You can have so many friends,
but very few true ones
that tolerate you in so many ways,
that reach out when you don’t,
that love you when you hurt,
that hurt you and regret,
that help you achieve your goal,
that forgive you when you fail,
that listen to your vent,
that calm your spirit.
Yesterday, I was on cloud nine,
my heart smiling, no feign, no pain.
Such moments are rare,
once in a while they flicker,
and you are back to square one
till you meet them again.
Today is the day after my Birthday;
funny, the things I now feel;
I miss my yesterday …
Even if today is Christmas, a holiday,
even if it is a brand new day,
I am nostalgic,
feeling somehow blank.
After all the celebrating,
I am now questioning,
What have I accomplished so far?
I keep adding number to my age,
and celebrating that every year,
but does it really mean anything?
What’s my life’s blueprint?
Am I gonna keep searching, looking
for my elixir of life?
Are such questions
just signs of post Birthday depression
or legitimate introspection?
Am I the only one who feels like this,
or there are many others who share my stress?
Anyway, life is cool,
and I better cool down!
Alemayehu rocks! 🙂 One of the dopest Ethiopian singers .. 😀