Half the joy of life is in little things taken on the run.
Good or bad that's on the individual to decide but point is- it counts. These small things have the power to give immense pleasure as well as pain.
Pretty little things
So many, you ignore.
Few, you can never forget.
For some, you are not sure.
Few, constantly pricks.
Many others, just useless tricks.
No matter how small they are.
They have this bundle of power.
Which can control you,
or can twist your mood.
Some, you wanna retain.
Others, you elude.
The tiny gift your friend gave.
For a sip of coffee, you crave.
First prize, you won in school.
Silly things you did, pretending to be cool.
Sarcastic comment, your classmate made.
Fun you had in college parade.
A friend, who stopped talking to you.
Next door pal, with whom you grew.
Mistakes, for which your mother slapped.
Ohh, the height of enjoyment you had
in designing pranks and getting trapped.
Flowers of the plant you planted before.
That girl in your class, always outscored.
Lovely, unusual sibling love you shared.
Shine of your new bike, you proudly glared.
Movies, outings and trips with your gang.
Irritating others with your private slangs.
These small things.
They do count.
Adds meaning n spice
in your lives n surrounds.
Pretty little things
they may be.
Made from people
like you and me.
An elegantly blended.
potpourris, of sweet n sour
moments n memories.
PS: This post is dedicated to all my friends :)