a stroll in the dust cladded pathway 

a look into the empty driveway 

my fingers wipe 

an unseen tear 

a known finger tugs you near

just randomly…

and just randomly 

I pick that book 

flipping into its leaves

I looked hooked..

the bell rings 

I rush to the door

opening my self to the cold wind 

just randomly…

and just randomly 

I ink my nib 

An extra fine sometimes 

sometimes a stub

I switch between them

as if that will make my words better 

and scribble on the sheet randomly 

and just randomly I drop my hi

leaving not much space for a why

I ask my beloved 

hope you had a good meal

and some questions randomly 

with randomness 

I sometimes express my soul 

only to make the experience of life

more precious 

leaving the others bewildered 

I just gift them a smile 

just randomly….