To Be Happy (for now It's Christmas)

She wants me to write about happy things, for now it's Christmas.
Like how a Koala continues to cling to its designated eucalyptus, 
Like a long awaited Spring finally blooming in an array of Hibiscus,
Like the cries of hungry children after receiving something deliciously nutritious,
Like finding matches according to the light of your preferences at the gym, for the sake of you "fitness",
Like the genuine smile of the most holy and innocent of infants,
Like a simple bottle of jack and a pack of stogies, for a flock of delinquents,
Like the day that we shout HUZZAH for we can now rest since we have found the cure for all worldly illnesses, if only such days may come true.
But how can I? when every time my ink slips, yours would splotch and then leave without a trace.
How can i? When love can sometimes feels like a game of poker and i have to admit that you - as usual - have caught all of the 'A's.

H2O

When we were 5, we've all probably tried to raise our hands up during geographical pop quizzes in class to show that we know that there are exactly 5 oceans - quite exact to our age back then - on the earth we stand on. 

Oceans that are majestically beautiful and dangerous at the same time, 

Oceans that are deep with shivering yet breathtaking secrets,

Oceans warm in exposure that will wrap you in a hug the minute you decide to dive,

Oceans that are complex and dominates 71% of our surface,

Oceans that depicts women who would surely be out of your league.

There are 165 major rivers in this world. 

With fingers that starts to intertwine like us humans, seroding each others lives, 

slowly knocking down old walls to unite as one.

With streams that resembles the diversity in human personality either shy or aggressive, 

With beds that conceive more of themselves as another at the other side of the world dries up, 

With roots connecting one onto another like a family tree that holds a juicy fruit of a story untold.

There are 307 million lakes out there, laying calm and still in complete zen. 

Meditating in the wide open, hidden in the secret havens of the world.

Bestowed with many names whether the largest like the Caspian Sea, 

or the smallest like how it feels to be you and me.

They've witness the Gods at their line of work, 

and men fishing with their bear hands not long ago to put some grub between them spoons and forks. 

Children ran along, while wives washed clothes and are up for some gist in the rumour mill.

They're their own show, and serves for the people.

An Oasis before the radio, television, or the internet

The closest thing we have to immortality.

Now, dare we go on about fish tanks and aquariums?

What else is there to point out? 

Humongous glasses curving as a tunnel for us to tap on

The cubicle and rectangular ones placed against the wall

Cups, glasses, jars, would hold out well

And in the end fish bowls and toilet bowls wouldn't differ that much when they die in the end.

There are many fishes in the sea, 

they say but there's an estimation that there are 3,500,000,000,000 fishes in the ocean alone. 

There are 32.500 species of fishes in our waters and those in the ocean don't even make up half of it, 

let alone up here on land.

3,477,829,638 males, acting as if their hunting skills can gather as many fish as they want.

3,418,059,380 females, acting as if their dainty hands can catch the one meant for them.

Hidden amongst the delusional ones, a quarter of our population would be too lazy to join the game. 

The gays act as spectators, laughing at the ideals passed on from intellects with minds as wide and blue as the pacific, shrink into puddles and spits that shrivels up so soon to die.

The jig's up, we're all fishes and fishermen and in the end we're all caught up in shame.

Accept everything for what it is, for one to come and go and not to be chased and trapped.

Fishes can be with other fishes, and fishermen should be with other fishermen if they want to to those who have no interest in the charade.

To love is a luxury, no cruise ships, sailboats, and canoes can help.

But if i was the fish and i shall entertain the idea  

There are tons of fish in the waters but i was the one who stuck my neck out for you, and you were the only one who saw me the minute our paths crossed - making everything easier for us to stay and be who we are today.