The Return

He calls out

she stops dead in her tracks

He calls again

She pauses, listens and turns

Looks but can't see

She continues her train

He calls out once more.

There is no mistaking she has heard.

She turns South, East, West

But she doesnt see him

She becomes determined, keeps searching, frantically

She stumbles, slips, and begins to fall

Just when her back should have touched the floor, He stretches out His hand and picks her up, sets her on her feet.

Her cheecks become full circles as she smiles in recognition.

She tries to go closer but is prevented by a barrier.

He is radiating. His garments are shimering. While she, her garments hang shabily around her like rags.

She hesitates. He watches, waiting.

At that moment, all is forgotten

She runs to his embrace

He lifts her up.

Her garments undergo a transformation

Royal purple and a crown of Gold to perfect it.

He smiles at her, purity is her name.

He stretches out His hand towards her, and takes her home.

A Friend

A friend is someone you can laugh with

 - cherish that moment -

A friend is someone you can smile with

 - Never let that moment pass -

A friend is someone who shares your jokes

 - Be hilarious -

A friend is someone who listens

 - Talk to him (or her)

A friend is someone you can talk to

 - He (She) will understand -

A friend shares your beliefs

 - communicate your thoughts -

A friend is someone that needs your help and calls you

 - never refuse to help out -

A friend shares your pains

 - Hug him (her)for it -

A friend will never let you go astray

 - Appreciate him (her) -

A friend shares your dreams

 - Stand by him (her) -

A friend will be there tomorrow

 - love her for it -  

After the Storm

The thunder roars

Lightening flashes

The clouds rumble

The sky remains midnight black

The trees and plants bend over as if in submission, begging to be spared

Everyone is confused, as the sky was once blue

The rains begin to fall in a heavy downpour

Engulfing everything they come across as if in a fury

Drenching the entire human race

And suddenly, it ceases

Like there never was a drizzle

Suddenly the black sky turns blue

The whites begin to seep in too, forming a cool color

The trees stand straighter

The grass is fresher, greener

The sand looks cleaner

The birds are very thrilled and sing in their best voices

The gutters gurgle with pleasure as the roads are swollen

The atmosphere is beautiful

The humans are amazed at the sudden change.

ANOTHER COLD WAR???

I once thought the cold war only occurred between nations - USSR & USA

I once thought such a great event would never repeat itself

I once thought human beings had learnt a great lesson

I once thought I knew the history until now I thought wrong

This time it has reoccurred.

This time between people and not nations

Between neighbours and not towns

Between roommates and not neighbours

- The cold war -

Giving silent treatment to one's neighbour like he doesn't exist

The anger and hatred far spent, all energies burnt

All that is left is the icy cold treatment.

Shouts and cries are much more pleasant to bear than this silence

The silence is deafening, breaking down old walls of cement and reinforcing walls of concrete in its place.

With the determined resolve o make it unbreakable.

 - The cold war -

Despite its threat, they still have the nerve to smile

Putting on different masks for different occasions

Knowing that one day, they'll end up bursting, but caring nonetheless

Each one accumulating friends like stripes of colours

Till then, they pretend to each other that they are sane.

But each of them knows no peace as the war, as cold as it is, begins to freeze them over

Finally, they give up because the war which they created proved to be master by swallowing them up.

 - The cold war -

Hypocrisy

On the outside she sparkles

Glittering, glowing radiantly

Beautiful in everything

With her smile, your soul is lifted

She laughes and its like you have been to heaven

But then

Something happens that turns everything around

Suddenly, she falls and needs to be attended to

Her raiment's are removed in preparation for the first aid

Then the shocker comes.

The people are appalled, horrified

They become disgusted.

Her under garments boom

With a repulsive repugnant smell

Then the world knows how radiant she is indeed

They desert her

Never to be deceived again by external appearance.

Hatred

That bitter poision that seepd past ever so gently

So as not to be noticed

Spreading its fangs

Gradually corrupting a system

leaving it completely paralysed.

That deadly stuff - Beware!!!

It begins with anger

Anger left to grow hot till it begins to simer and boil over

Leaving no room for peace

Peace flees

With a burning sensation taking its place

The heart once peaceful boils over

Turns red with rage

Gradually, the poision destroys the individual

Till he is swallowed up in his own destruction

He withers, wasting away.

Market place

Once I went to the Market

I saw a man, His brother and Son.

They wanted to purcahse some items as is usual with people in the square.

But something was unusual...

The man saw some things, dirty and insignificant if you ask me, very tiny

Like ants, but lost without a leader

left to the storms of life

The father turned to his son, He was on his knees, helping the things to their feet.

Releiving them of their burdens

He nods in agreement

gives up his son as currency in exchange for theses things.

The son becomes soap and washes them.

They become clean, transformed.

The father and Son leave the market.

With the things, they leave the brother to guide and guard them.

To serve as their conscience until the return with his sin to claim their purchase.

The Examination Day

The bells chime
The books sit down
They begin to write
For hours unending, they pour out their minds
A do or die affair.

The bell chimes.

Finally they stop writing.
Some are happy and call the exam substandard
Some are angry at the books
Others are indifferent
Some lament for plans foiled
but nobody really knows until the judgement day which book studied which
and which book has become which

RUMOUR

Hmmm, rumour mongers

They usually come in whispers

Some with shouts of joy

Some with wailing and lamentations

The end result is usually anger

Anger by the accused

Anger at betrayal, secrets exposed

The only solution is a reversal of what has been broadcast

This is impossible because a rumour, once released can never be returned.

Be careful what with what you say. Your words just might return to haunt you!