Without You

There’s no dream 

Without You.

There’s no life 

Without You.

 

There’s no love 

Without You.

There’s no me

Without You.

 

Because Forever 

Loses its meaning,

If i lose you. 

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Crowd

PHOTO PROMPT -Copyright-Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

PHOTO PROMPT -Copyright-Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

 

There was so much to see, so much to feel.

It was haphazard, feeling lost amidst a crowd. When you have people everywhere but not the one who you expected anywhere.

It was a dance in motion, a synchronization that occured randomly with chaos. It was a battlefield and a monastery.

Standing there , i felt i was a part of something greater. Something far more simpler.

It felt i was finally a part of humanity.

 

 

Soar High

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Dana looked at the sky and however hard she tried, her eyes were transfixed there.

Four mighty majestic birds owned the sky creating patterns that made her spirit strong. As they maneuvered along the sky chasing each other and falling back, she felt a strange sense of feelings chase her own heart.

Little Dana looked at her brother who was watching them as well and wondered if even he felt what she was going through.

As the birds soared higher than her eyes could see and came down one last time she knew it had captured her spirit.

She knew she wanted to be the ones who flew them. She wondered what they called them.

Little did she knew she would be the first woman pilot to fly a fighter plane.

 

True Beauty

PHOTO PROMPT- Copyright Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

PHOTO PROMPT- Copyright Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

 

As i looked out of the window my first thought was “WOW!!”. After coming back to my senses a while later i started wondering about how my life would have been if we had stayed together.

Some choices are hard to make but some are harder to implement , God! i missed her.

I couldn’t change the past but i smiled at the thought of seeing her in a few hours.

If someone asked me,that moment what true beauty really is i would tell it is meeting your true love after a long time.

And of course tell the fool to look out of the window.

Do you want to build?

“Tell me if you’re game”

His voice was serious , a husky tone mixed with absolute authority. He wasn’t a large man yet his presence was noticed , almost everywhere. He had the air of finality around his movements that miraculously materialized when he spoke. Especially at me.

“Yes , i am. I wanna play it hard.” I grinned , almost in agony. I wanted to make him less serious but not so funny.

“Then you will have to be near the land at 8.30 tomorrow.” He left. Without another word. As if my presence was not noticed , my reply meaningless. He knew i would be there ,if not for the deal , at least to see him.

“These Real Estate agents are just greedy and this one’s no better.” said my friend offering her opinion when it was least wanted. I was home but my thoughts were still with him. Rippling across each other , the thought to seduce was loud. I dismissed it more faster than it occurred. I wanted the game to be his. I wanted to be madly possesed.

The next morning i was there an hour early just to meet him or see him work. He was no where to be seen.

He arrived exactly at 8.30 , not a moment early. Punctual. Displinced. But definitely Sexy.

“This way , ma’am ” he said escorting me to the farmhouse.

There was some work that was stopped , a giant machine blocking my view of the garden like area behind. He paused for a minute looked scrupulously at the work stopped , as if making a mental note of the reason or the consequences.

We took an alternative route to the farmhouse and i was all the while admiring the beauty , both of the nature and him being a part of it.

*****

The farmhouse was large , i liked it. But even with the spectacular view of nature , the breathtaking furnitures , the air of freedom and beautiful hallway i didn’t want it. My eyes were fixed on a secluded spot at the farthest corner adjacent to the house.

There was no house just a small piece of land surrounded by smaller trees , it was so ordinary that it had the air of an extraordinary feel to it.

I was transfixed on it for a long time and then i noticed him staring at me. What i saw in his eyes was joy beyond explanation ,  a feeling beyond reach. His eyes were transfixed on me.

“I want to see that place.”  I told it in a whisper and as if nodding at me he took me there.

*****

“What is the rate for this place?”

“This ma’am is not for sale.” I could sense a faint glimmer of hesitation in his voice.

“But , i want this and only this.”

“I am afraid that’s not negotiable.”

I looked at him. I couldn’t understand why he was taking this personal.

“I want to talk to the owner.”

“I am afraid you are.” he said as if letting out a burden.

And in that moment it was all clear to me. The synchronicity of perfection . I knew what the land meant to him. We had seen such a beautiful place that we both wanted it badly.

*****

I paused. I could see my whole life in front of me that instant.

Tears rolled my eyes as i understood the beauty of fate.

“If you can’t sell it , share it with me.”

He smiled. A large smile that showed he had understood it all.

“I always wanted to meet the right person before i built something here and now it looks like destiny has willed it.”

I smiled. I smiled at him and the clarity of his explanation.

“Do you want to build it?” he whispered with the promise of love found.

“Tell me if you’re game.”

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Wax

PHOTO PROMPT – Copyright – Renee Heath

PHOTO PROMPT – Copyright – Renee Heath

 

“Tell me honey why does the wax melt to give us light?”

“Ohh Well , i don’t know exactly but..”

“We never know anything exactly sweetheart , the world’s a changing stage ,  a changing change in motion”

“Well that’s some mature thinking but the wax..i think it teaches us the significance of pain.”

“You are on the right track dear , go on..”

“So it teaches us to let go of our pain and spread happiness to others?”

“In a way it does , but what is it similar to?”

“I am not sure.”

“The wax melts , like my heart..”

“I love you baby”

“I love you too.”

 

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This is my 100th post since i have started blogging and is dedicated to someone special.

Thank you , for encouraging me to start blogging.

Thank you , for being there always.

Thank you , for just everything.