If People Were Places Ft. Ayushman Harlalka

If people were places
I would visit the amusement park
Know your happiness, your craze, your spark
Ride the Ferris wheel of your dreams,
The roller coaster of your thrills.
Eat cotton candy
Made with clouds of your sky.

If people were places,
Would your cells be your inhabitants?
Glorious little boys, red, transparent or white.
Amid bony mountains covered in your might.
Would veins be your trees?
Stretching and blue, growing endlessly
Or would hair be a swamp?
A dark place, yet tender and warm.

If people were places,
Could we be small?
The base of a coffee cup
The top of a balloon
The inside of a kaleidoscope
The underside of a hippo

Would be fun to see what we see.

If people were places
Would I see peace treaties?
Friends mingling at a metropolitan party.
Or glorious battles as your selves fight
Little soldiers, in red, transparent or white,
Saving you with all their caliber,
Because at the end, you do have that rigour.

If people were places,
Would you walk with me?
We would eat at Cabaret dressed as Halloween
Attend balls in pajamas
Pizza with a side of wasabi
Chocolate with a dash of whiskey.

If people were places,
Traveling would be a lot more fun,
To see such a grand terrain all at once.
A maze that all labyrinths fear,
Mysteries, hiding, waiting to be near.
Sorrow in smiles, joy in dark alleys.

If people were places.
Would you follow the breeze?
Climb mountains, slide with glee
Or would you tread carefully, minding every step,
A scripted performance one enacts?
Would you skip, would you crawl?
Jump with joy of it all?
Would you go to the lake, peer within?

Say, “people are places therein”
Complex cities without a map,
Paradoxes in every step intact.
A being with a rich culture and history,
Of Mario meeting Witcher 3
Or art, with violins and a Frisbee.

Would you read the writings on the wall?
See the banners up above,
Scan the skyscrapers tall
Go down the manhole, you won't fall.

Maybe people are places, the heart's where it all.

Hey, if people were places,
Would you take a trip of me at dawn?

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