Single raindrop you came down from the heavens alone,
Single raindrop against the beautiful street light you form veins forlorn,
Single raindrop on windows in the suns ray you shine,
Single raindrop you look so little on this finger of mine,
Single raindrop from the heavenly shower you are apart,
Single raindrop what goes on within your little heart?
Single raindrop is it  charming to be the one and only,
Single raindrop in your quiet felicity don't you feel lonely ?

Old emotions in new words ran down the depth of the 12 foot end…
Swimming in the rain filled me with a strange nostalgia a happy knowing of happier truth,
I begin to swim faster and faster still till I reach the other end and when I surface I can smell the fresh earth in the first rain.....
It feels like swimming in the boundless ocean of the world through currents warm and cold as the rain falls in neat sheets tempering the warmth of the water……
Standing in the pool I get the feeling of being at two places at once , my legs at the cold surface and my arms scaling the warm bottom of the shallow end....
When the torrential dance of the clouds slows down to a gentle shimmy
I looked up from the blue tiled depth and there are stars on the surface of the water where rain meets the pool, where movement meets stagnation, where the rapid meets the still and it is a calm with a strange eerieness ..
This is what happiness means to me, the gurgle of excitement that leaves my lips bursts as a bubble of laughter at the surface of the pool……..
My tears inconspicuous in the chlorine drift into the murky reflection of the floodlights,
The rain falls soundlessly loud and old emotions in new words run down the depth of the 12 foot end…….

This world is no friend of uniformity,
The man who calls her beautiful spurns her all the same,
they take interest in her till they find new game,
Some tolerate her,those she is closest to,
others cannot but they smile at her too,
She is the passing of time in its best and truest sense,
ALAS! uniformity, how could she be so dense?
She lives in a constant conundrum of they love her or love her not,
but then again if it was true love she wouldn't have given it a second thought.
Why is this world ever condescending yet ever so polite,
Why do people smile sweetly at their victims with bloodcurdling spite,
She may appear strong but she is the timid child in the dark corner of the room,
this world is no place for uniformity she is destined for her doom.

Cakes and candles,
Broken champagne glasses,
A host of pictures with that fake smile face,
Tons of excitement and an excuse for a party,
Impersonal messages and the massive facade,
The supposed fun and a cheer "SURPRISE!!!",
Because broken expectations have an annual reminder.......Happy Birthday.

She sits lonely in the dead of the night,
Big tears making way down her face.
Not a single soul understands her troubles,
Not even her own make an attempt.
She cries away till the tears run out,
The pain somehow gives her comfort.
Grief is a territory known to her,
Its familiarity reminds her that she is alive.
She often wonders what it would feel like to run away,
But even the thought leaves her alone in a while.
No one knows how to receive her love,
She is That key to the lock that doesn't fit.

To be lost and alone in a sea of people,
Is like when too many people are around but none who understand you.
When loneliness peaks the inner realm like a high tide,
Even a mothers love does not fill the void within.
Its not enough, its never enough, all the assurance and love family and friends give.
Its not permanent, they too will go away…
Because when the tears fall in the dead of the night, they sleep in peace.
You cant always count on a dear one, if sadness reccurs you cannot expect all your burdens  to be shared and forever.
Its you against the world to find a way, a path, Your path.
Because self-reliance is the way of the world,
And loneliness is inexplicable like miracles,
Just not as exciting and awaited …………………………..

The quiet conversation of a wordy night,
A one-sided promise to never loose sight.
Sleepy words against sleepless silence,
An open **** of her ample reliance.
Tears and smiles all spread alike,
There hung her emotions on his cruel spike.
He said to her with Malicious innocence: Don't  ever break my heart,
She replied in a mournful whisper: How can i break something I haven't touched?