XI

ALWAYS HOPEFUL




She looks up every night
to see if the vast is empty..

Those sparkling grains are really pleasing to the eyes.

But she feels even better when it is vacuous.

Because she knows, sooner or later..

It will rain.

X

STACCATO




As a a child, she has always aimed for excellence. She topped her class, brought home medals, accomplished homeworks laid out for her. She shun herself from crying whenever things get tough or even when it hurts. She is always composed showing she can handle things well.
Early when she gained trust and started doing things her own way.. assuming greater responsibilities and still keeping herself composed.
After some time, her competitiveness started getting on her way. Not that it's bad, really. But that's when she started losing her path.

Now, she has grown so indurate. Her expression blank, seemingly not capable of tears.
Her face rigescent.

She has always been competitive. Not that she wanted to be the best, no because she would rather be happy sitting in just a corner, unseen and unheard.

But she wanted to make them proud.
That's why she strives for excellence and perfection.


To make them proud,
that's what she has always wanted.

IX

AFTERNOON SHOWERS


It had been a rainy afternoon for the past few days.
As she idly roves the green field, gray clouds started gathering up,
completely covering the clear sky that started the day.

T'was thirty minutes past two when she checked her watch.
Busy crowd.People running around.
The usual fuss in the campus.

So, this is how things go.
She knows nothing. Maybe, not a thing at all.

She gazed up and felt tears falling from the sky.

Good. She thought.


That afternoon, heavy drops fell down and endlessly wet the earth.