This poem is an ode to the randomness in our lives

Random Things

In the kaleidoscope of existence,
Where chaos pirouettes with chance,
Randomness dons its polka-dot gown,
And life unfolds its curious dance.

Stars collide in cosmic rhapsody,
Their celestial whispers echo:
Embrace the serendipitous tango,
For in chaos lies magic’s glow.

Coffee rings on forgotten notebooks,
Lost keys hiding in coat pockets,
They conspire to lead us astray,
Yet reveal secrets when least expected.

Raindrops tap-dance on umbrellas,
Sunbeams chase shadows away,
The universe giggles, mischievous,
As we twirl through unpredictable ballet.

Socks rebel, mismatched and defiant,
Left foot in stripes, right in polka dots.
We laugh, for perfection is overrated,
And joy blooms in delightful oddities.

Library aisles whisper forgotten tales,
Dog-eared pages hold whispered dreams.
We stumble upon wisdom like lost coins,
And the universe nods, pleased.

A butterfly flutters its fragile wings,
Setting off ripples across oceans.
Tiny choices, like cosmic brushstrokes,
Paint our destinies in hues unknown.

In crowded subways, love notes bloom,
Written on crumpled receipts and napkins.
Strangers read them, hearts skipping beats,
And for a moment, the world aligns.

Perhaps randomness is our shared secret,
The quantum quirk that binds us.
In chaos, we find each other—
Two stardust souls, entangled.

So let’s waltz, my fellow wanderer,
Through this random, beautiful existence,
For in the unplanned steps, we discover
The poetry of life’s sweet happenstance.