Varsha Tomar Poet Couplet

My Yellow Slippers

Day one of her stay,
     and it was with my yellow slippers I had to part away.

She seemed to love them too,
     though they were worn she treated them like new.

A lot younger than me,
     when she smiled you could notice a missing tooth or three.

Her unkempt hair and shabby face almost gave me a fright,
     yet there was something magnetic about those eyes that shone so bright.

Giving me a sly look, hiding behind her mother's faded saree,
     I knew with her around I had a lot to worry.

Within a week she was to my mother what the moon is to the night,
     owing to which not a day went by when the two of us did not fight.

One fateful gloomy day when I came home from school,
     with the winds wailing loud and the rain clouds of the deepest grey looking so cruel.

The house looked deserted with no one in sight,
     it was only later I learnt that Meera, our maid's daughter had been hurt.

A bus ran her over while she was crossing the street,
     and no matter how much she willed she will no longer be able to stand on her feet.

My gaze now settles on the yellow slippers lying abandoned in a corner,
     as if mourning for it's limbless owner.

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Andrea Dietrich July 5, 2013 at 10:39 PM wow, THIS is super good!!! What a sad story that you have woven so beautifully from the theme of Day one. I really enjoyed this.

Poet Destroyer A July 5, 2013 at 9:17 PM interesting.... PD

Bidhu Patnaik June 30, 2013 at 2:57 PM Speechless..rarely you have a opportunity to read a story in few words.This must have taken your soul and heart to ink down...Bidhu Varsha Tomar July 1, 2013 at 1:31 AM Thank you so much Sir. Such kind words coming from a poet of your calibre means a lot to me! Thanks again.

Richard Lamoureux June 30, 2013 at 10:58 AM I am so moved by this sad yet eloquently expressed piece. This is my first time reading your work and I am impressed. You may wish to change form to couplet as it more resembles what you have written. Either way I am adding to my favorites. Hugs Rick Varsha Tomar July 1, 2013 at 1:28 AM Earlier I wrote poetry for mere pleasure, had no idea about 'forms' until I came to poetrysoup. My idea of couplet was little misconstrued, I assumed it to be a two line rhyming poem...thanks for enlightening me! There's still a lot to learn from you guys. Thank you so much for your comments, truly motivating!