Encounter

Encounter

Meeting Different people draws out different speculation
Who would have thought
Who would have known
That I was going to meet him this first

Maybe it was time
But what if it wasn’t
I can’t afford to make mistakes
I can’t afford to meet with the right person at the wrong time

This encounter is bound to cause trouble
Loosing my focus on this matter
Is it worth it?
Is he worth it?

Looks lie

Looks lie
(Part 3)

What I heard next stopped me in my thought
I looked around me looking for where the words are coming from
But there it was coming straight from the weird guy
Sounding so correct and fluent

I was speechless
Shocked beyond
How come he could speak like that
So impressive and smart

Everyone smiled and nodded at him
He answered the question so right
And here I was looking down on him
Without doubt looks sure lies

N.B: The looks of a person shouldn’t define the person
What defines you?

Looks lie

Looks lie
(Part 2)

I was brought back to my senses
When the question was asked
“Why are you here?”
I smiled what a cheap question

Everyone started giving out nice answers
I also gave my own
With confidence beaming out of me
But the response from the interviewer

Shocked us all
We were all wrong
Then I noticed the weird guy was just quiet
The interviewer attention also turned to him

Pointing the question back at him
He looked all lost and confused
Of course he is shy
What a shame

Looks lie

Looks lie
(Part 1)

I squished my ears
With the annoying sound coming to my ears
I looked up
Searching for where the sound was coming from

All I saw was a loosed pant
With a baggy shirt
On a small pale looking boy
What a sight I thought

He kept dragging his feet on the ground
Looking so untidy and unkept
I thought to myself this guy is not ready
I looked up back only to see him staring back at me

What a weirdo I thought
We all entered
I looked and felt prepared
I’m ready to ace this interview

I’m a Nerd

I’m a Nerd

Fidgeting with the heavy books on my hand
I pushed my glasses on my nose back to my eyes
Trying to readjust my dress
I looked at my feet

The next thought that came to my mind
Confirmed all my fears
I picked the wrong flat shoe to wear
I looked at my self and those around me

Why do I look so different
Could it be the glasses or the dress
No it can’t be
It is surely the flat shoe

I sat down waiting for my name to be called
I have no option I just have to wait
Up next the girl on glasses
I looked up and I looked around

Maybe someone else was on glasses
I looked back at the person calling
I meant you Yes you! The Nerd Girl
Then the realization hit me

Now I understand why I look different
How could I have forgotten
I smiled at my flat shoe it wasn’t the problem
I’m a Nerd

Excitement

Excitement

Waking up to the smell of fresh coffee
The sound of footsteps
Whispers intriguing me to join the conversation
I thought to myself “It another beautiful day”

Excited for the day
I hurried to take my bath
Fresh pancake calling me to devour them
It would be rude to say no

Every step I took towards the door
I was in anticipation
Anxious and nervous
Of what the day will bring to me

Star

Star

It was the sound first
The soft but loud “thump”
Bringing me closer to the sight

I heard something alive
Beckoning to me to come
Hidden in the dark

Was a star
Fainting away
Dying off

I thought I saw wrong
But there it stood
Slowly fading but still looking priceless

The Highway

The highway

You can get lost in the Highway
Thinking you are still on the Pathway

You might think you are growing
And yet you are still stranded
Stuck in the same old location

The Highway is different from the Pathway
You walk alone in the Pathway

The Highway is a busy place
Full of traffic and people
But what you see mostly in the Pathway

Are the Footsteps
A fading yet steady trail of experience

At that Point

At that Point

At a point in life
We stop searching for answers
We stop trying to be Understood
To be accepted
To be someone else but ourself

Looking at what we have now
Looking at what we will have
At that certain point
We start appreciating what we have

Finding closure in things and people
No longer pushing hard to be noticed
At one point
You just want to live life
Admiring the life you have now

Building dreams
Trusting the process
Placing hope
But still living life