This lovely short film reminded me of the fact, that if two people are meant to be together, no matter how unreal the circumstances, they will end up together. For I believe in soul mates and of course mine is out there somewhere probably still awake at 4 am, getting bored like me and thinking absurdly nonsensical thoughts while humming to himself haha.
Oh it also inspired me to write a short poem which is slightly different and casual to what I'm used to writing, but well it perfectly describes the feelings this short film conjured up in my being.
The short film first:
And here's the poem.
Oh it also inspired me to write a short poem which is slightly different and casual to what I'm used to writing, but well it perfectly describes the feelings this short film conjured up in my being.
The short film first:
And here's the poem.
Paper Airplanes
When life falls into a rut,
When monotony becomes robust,
Will you make paper airplanes?
That fly across city traffic lanes.
Become my saviour and help me find you,
For behind this lull, I have been waiting in lieu,
For a spark that picks up the wind.
And changes life's directional swing.
Once found, never to be lost,
We will live in abandon, come rain or frost.
Will you please make paper airplanes?
That fly across city traffic lanes.
Help you find me,
Together the world we shall see.
For these city lanes and office window panes,
Will only let us perish in vain.
As I fold a piece of paper,
Like a bird, stuck in this cage of a skyscraper,
I hope you're doing the same.
Let's make our own fate, let's not leave destiny to blame.
As strangers, we shall meet
But as lovers from a distant time, each other we will greet.
So when life falls into a rut
and monotony becomes robust,
Let's both make paper airplanes,
That fly across city traffic lanes.
When monotony becomes robust,
Will you make paper airplanes?
That fly across city traffic lanes.
Become my saviour and help me find you,
For behind this lull, I have been waiting in lieu,
For a spark that picks up the wind.
And changes life's directional swing.
Once found, never to be lost,
We will live in abandon, come rain or frost.
Will you please make paper airplanes?
That fly across city traffic lanes.
Help you find me,
Together the world we shall see.
For these city lanes and office window panes,
Will only let us perish in vain.
As I fold a piece of paper,
Like a bird, stuck in this cage of a skyscraper,
I hope you're doing the same.
Let's make our own fate, let's not leave destiny to blame.
As strangers, we shall meet
But as lovers from a distant time, each other we will greet.
So when life falls into a rut
and monotony becomes robust,
Let's both make paper airplanes,
That fly across city traffic lanes.
