In 25 Years...

Who cares in twenty five years
what score I got on that math test
whether I aced the homework check
or failed my physics lab report
Who cares whether we were nominated
for the cutest couple in high school
whether I got asked to dance
at my sophomore homecoming
In twenty five years will I even remember
the fight over that stupid boy
how he winked at me but smiled at you
how I cried because he didn't like me back
Will it even matter even a little bit
the drama I was surrounded by
the loads of make-up that every girl wore
just so she could attract the right guy
I hardly think that any of this
will ever cross my mind in twenty five years
The popularity contests between girls and girls
the cramming for quizzes at 2 a.m.
and the hours I cried when it didn't even matter
It'll be the friendships I make
these bonds that last or break
the experiences I share with all those who care.
Those are the only things that matter
Because that's what I'll remember in twenty five years.

(Copyright 2009 Priyanka Mody)

Rainbow

I looked out my window
and the tears were strolling down the pane
I tried to wipe them away
but they wouldnt listen:
they keep coming
Oh sky! Oh clouds!
Why do you cry?
Please wipe away your tears
And smile for me once more
Now they are listening
The sun comes out
and soakes up their tears
creeping over the clouds
he has no fears
Suddenly I see red,
yellow, green and blue
And a spectrum of colors
are dancing for me

Playground Fantasies

Climbing the jungle gym
Like I was on top of the world
Swinging from the monkey bars
Like a fearless dare devil
Sliding down the big tube
I felt the breeze rushing past my face
Like a superhero flying
through the air I was almighty
In the sandbox
I searched for buried treasure
Armed with my shovel and pail
The playground was my kingdom
And I was just one of many
Now it is someone else's empire
to dream and fantasize in
(Copyright 2009 Priyanka Mody)

Smile

Eyes crinkle
Lips curve upwards
A blast of white
Flashes across my face
Boring holes
in my cheeks
Dimples form
In their righteous place
Happiness swells
up in my lungs
This moment lasts
for only a second
There is no real
explanation to how I feel
Its just a smile.

(Copyright 2009 Priyanka Mody)

Massacre

The the trees whistle
to the tune of the wind
The water sings
to the melody of the waves
And the sun drums
a silent rhythm
But suddenly like some monster
man has entered
Like some maniac on the loose
"Stop!" screams the trees
"Stop!" cries the water
And the sun beats harder.
And then there is no more whistle
No more singing.
No more silent drumming.
Just the vicious growl of mankind.

(Copyrighted 2009 Priyanka Mody)