Mismatched?

 

Come out!! Come out!!  ⁣⁣

The voices were shouting at the door...Skipping the meal, rushing through a hallway waved at them to wait.. ⁣⁣

Running back to room with the big smile on face,⁣⁣packing her things, ⁣⁣jumping on bed, ⁣⁣dancing with her plushy dolls, ⁣⁣

Toasted a warm bon voyage⁣⁣, to her window, which was always been an escape door;

To the sketches and scribblings, which was her way of expressing;

To the paintings and posters, which was her way of speech;

To the birds on tree, who was her messengers;

To the spiders hanging around and to the squirrels, who was her tiny little chatter boxes... ⁣⁣⁣⁣

Waved them all, to the day that finally arrives!! ⁣⁣

The day she made a note on her calendar ; The day that has been waiting since childhood; ⁣⁣

The day where she can be herself; The day she can put a period that has been worrying her;

The day that has been waiting for⁣⁣; The day to explore;

The day with no more worries ⁣⁣;The day for a change; The day to the opportunities⁣⁣;

The day to a new beginnings; The day to the new her.. ⁣⁣⁣⁣

One step closer!! ⁣⁣⁣⁣

A Hand on knob and other on shoes about to fly with excitement and smiles; Bent down to put her shoes on;

Tears rolling down her eyes while looking on the other pair of sock that has been missing.. ⁣⁣⁣⁣

With regret and mourning turning back to monochrome.. ⁣⁣Shadows surrounding all over. ⁣⁣

A tiny rays of rainbow, about to disappear; ⁣⁣With thousands of Questions in her head :⁣⁣

"Where I lost? ⁣⁣

Will I be able to find again? ⁣⁣

Did I had it in first place? ⁣⁣

Did I miss it ? ⁣⁣

Did I abandon it? ⁣⁣

Should I search for it? ⁣⁣

Should I give up already? ⁣⁣

Can I do it ?".. ⁣⁣⁣⁣

With uncontrollable sobbing continues, 

⁣⁣A hand reached out to her with

 different sock's pair!! 

-Keerthi Thirunavukkarasu