Night..

 
I tried looking back, in the darkness
All I saw was black, musty shadows
What did I lack, on that cold night
The silent shower of your sight...

It Rained..

The skies darkened around me

Water fell from above

I got washed in a sea

Devoid and sunk 

I looked and stretched out my palm

The drops trickled, slow

The umbrella, I thought my only shelter

Lay far far away

I looked and stretched out my palm

I felt your sense of calm... stay... 

She sat silently..

 She sat silently, in a corner, holding on to it. She had been feeling miserable. She had tried to distract herself. Nothing worked.. She felt empty.  She wanted to be alone. Or did she...? He saw her, all by herself. He walked to her, not wanting to leave her alone. He took the piece of paper and turned it over. She didn't stop him. He stared at it for a while and looked into her eyes, and said...   "I will always be your boat.. Please never walk away from me..."   She smiled.      

She saw their sounds..

The little girl stood quietly close to a broken window of a desolate building and looked out at the many people on the street. They all seemed mixed up in what they were doing. Some people with high pitched voices and some with gruff sounds. One round man slunk lazily on a half broken chair with his eyes closed. He sounded like an angry pig every time he exhaled. A lady was arguing with all her might. The poor auto driver looked meekly at her, making several attempts at getting a word through. At a far end of the street a few boys splashed around in a puddle. Every jump made a distinct squishy noise. A young man drove the ice cream cart. The girl saw the bell ringing and the beads that jingled around the spokes of the wheel. Each turn the wheel took sent new sounds out. 

She looked carefully at the many sounds that surrounded her. A fly buzzed about her head and she shifted her full attention to it. The fly left little streaks of orange in front of the girl. She tapped it, and the fly altered its path and flew away.

The girl shifted her attention back to the street. She watched the woman arguing and walked towards her. She stood next to the meek auto driver and looked up. Red sparks flew at her from above as the woman spelt each of her insults in saliva. The girl caught hold of one red spark with her index finger and thumb and turned it up. The woman's shouts turned to squeaks and her angry expression was replaced with a confused one. She had no idea of what had just happened and she searched haplessly for words. She gave up and stomped away. The girl looked up at the auto driver as he heaved light blue light around him. He got into his auto and sped, bumping deep red sparks off pebbles. 

The little girl picked up a twig and walked down the street. She reached her home and entered. She took her corner in the small bare home she had and looked at her mother with hungry eyes. Her mother asked her where she had been, as she came to start the fire again. The girl gestured with her hands telling her mother her stories and she slowly came out of the corner to sit by the fire.

In the darkness
I wait
For when the bright light shall go out
And leave me with the sole soul 
Inside me...

You were the light I waited for...