lone

they came in,

shook my hands and make small talk

they stayed and assured a fun time

they made a silent promise to go through it all

but then one picks up the phone

and called to be picked up, to go home

then others follow suit

and left me to say bye

we decided to continue our plans

to stay and enjoy and to go through it all

but you stood up and went into a room

and beckoned the others to follow

but you shut the door in my face

turned the lock

leaving me bruised and shattered

as i sat alone and contemplated

i realised how it is that people enter and leave

leave you alone and in the dark

pearls

the strain is taut

the pull hurts

the tension so deafening

mist settle before my eyes

blur visions,contorted in the light

glassy views,changing forms and shapes

i tried to hold it in

i grabbed onto the remaining strenght

i slipped and fell

down; till the end

mask

she feels fear

but she places a strong front

she feels sadness

but she appears cheerful

she feels weak

but she shows strength

the mask will never fall

for it gives her power to stand up for a little longer

adrenaline

i hear the thumping in my ears

the heavy laboured breathing

my palms are sweaty

my vision a blur

a thousand thoughts are running through my head

someone said something

but i couldn't understand

the light buzzing all around me is driving me insane

then, the loud boisterous blare goes off

and everything is clear

i'm racing for the end

faith

when the skies have turned a shade of dark violet

when the water is gushing at unimaginable speeds

when the wind is howling painfully

when the ground is dry and barren

when the future just seems so bleak

a glimmer of light

a spark of hope

keeps the heart burning

keeps the walk shorter

keeps the faith everlasting

origami

the folds and creases

the shapes and the lines

the final product no one knows

because she's folding and creasing at random

because she'll never know what to expect

before it is done

the uncertainty though,

lessens as it draws nearer to the end

and she'll know what to expect

release

sitting under the sycamore tree

basking in the warm golden light

the grass glittery with morning dew

the silent wind light and fresh

the sugar sweet air surging through my body

i gaze up to the blue skies

a smile crept by

while i watch the bunch of coloured balloons

rose into the otherwise pale sky