Sometimes
the best of
cities
with the best of
people
have those worst
intensions
to make us
realize
what we certainly
avoid...
Sometimes
the best of rides
with the best of
buddies
turn so topsy-turvy
leaving us with a
sick feeling
howsoever joyous
be the ride...
Sometimes
the best of
memories
with the best of
emotions
ask to play with
time
to seek what has
parted
yet what unites
in closed eyes...
But you know
it just happens sometimes
and for rest of my
days
I am the happy king.
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