Destined .....never to be....

The sky was dark....
The crescent moon beckoned her into his outstretched arms
The chaos of the night had gone....
The tumult of the morn was not yet born.
The moment was theirs...destined never to be......

one little finger

One little finger was her voice to the world.

She towered tall and I was the dwarf.
She laughed loud and I was the joker.
She raced ahead.I just gasped at where I stood.
She spoke her heart out and I looked within.
She questioned the world and I had no answers.
She dared to soar and rise high.I was yet in my cocoon.
Did I have it in me,the grit and the determination?
Life threw challenges.
She played on.
Did I?
On a wheel chair she ran the whole mile.
On my feet had I even begun?

My tribute to Malini Chib,the author of One little finger

a random meeting

A random meeting.I suddenly spotted him by the coffee table in the crowd.I inched my way towards him just to check.Was it really him? Yes it was!!!! 20 years had passed and there he resurfaced into my life again....I sat down beside him.Neither of us talked.I just looked away not knowing what to do or say.Impulsively I let myself slip my hand into his.He still said nothing.His eyes stared into my soul.He seemed to be asking,"Why?"."Why did you go away?",he questioned.I had no answer.Can't I come back into your life?,he seemed to be asking."No,Not now.Too much time has passed in between.I have changed from what you knew me.I don't need you in my life any longer.",I said.I looked away trying to hide the miscreant tear that threatened to flow out and let him know of what I felt.I don't have any room for him.After all he was a gypsy from my youth .It was now time for him to move on.He could not stay.I could not let him stay.Oh!!! the sorrow of parting with a book once loved and cherished!!!!!!