There is some silence
in the waves of the sea.
There is some silence in the drops of rain pouring. There is some silence
in this world of mine.
There is some place where there is no need of mine. Behaving like a
funambulist I hold my concentration tight. Leading on this way I
don't find you on the other side. Some dreams seem
shattered and others in no hope to touch my sleep. I was so lost in my
only battle that it seems like ages it has been. I have lost the capability to
hear to my heart reasons many which led to this start. Where do I look for
those colours and how do I fill them in? What scares me more is
the fact that if I delay some other colours may fill the canvas of my life and
all the shades that I wanted would never be on that page. May be someday I adjust
to see those colours but definitely they are not something I planned.