If I could explode like a bomb,
The effects would have been severe-
Effecting all species of beings,
Effecting all the nations or the universe as a whole.
Alas! It's only an "If".

If i were an art;
No doubt I will make an interesting 'piece'.
Not a single piece of me would be constant,
Cause they will keep on changing its cells(don't judge me).
A question, dozen of questions just popped in my head but let's narrow it down to one question,"Will I be expensive?"
Yet one more question..please? ,"Will i make it to the gallery?"..hmm

If i were a balloon,
I will keep on bursting even before the air is filled:
Not giving anyone a chance to prick me.
Though Im sure I will end up in the trashcan without being given a chance to shine(face it).

If i were a singer,
I know i can sing all sorts of genres and you can tune it to your tastes easily,
Because "the one" is incredibly versatile.
I could have a million voices and hits the highest to the lowest notes(not to forget the bulks of notes in between)
How famous I will be!

If I were a dancer
All the greatest dancers **(in the universe would be ashamed to dance in front of me).
Not that I am a good dancer,
But because the dancer in me (which I called "the one") would outdance them all.
THIS IS INSANITY!!

If I was a puppet and had a show of my own;
No one would dare to watch me,even if they did,
They would have regretted spending their dimes on such a stupid show,
But who am I to judge?
They have their own tastebuds.

If I were a musical instrument
It would be hard to choose one or pick any;
Why? All of me would go out of tune after a few seconds of fixing them.
Again they would all be sent to the asylum (undervoice- i know it's not the right term but they are all going crazy).

Finally, If a grammarian were to correct this poem,
He would become a monster out of rage and turn all red.
But i could care less
Because THESE ARE THE THOUGHTS OF SOMEDAY'S THOUGHTS.
AND THAT'S THE END... DISAPPOINTMENT!


** I remember someone dear- an adaptation of his lines.

© Kim