No one to listen..

Amidst the clouds of memory,

And beneath the mighty bright sun,

I want to speak my heart out,

But there's no one to listen..

All my failure and triumphs,

And all the things that I have lost and earned,

All these moments I want to share,

But there's no one to listen..

The feeling of love scattered in my heart,

And the feelings that hurt and burn,

All these feelings I want to share,

But there's no one to listen..

The ocean of thoughts roaring in my brain,

And the storm of emotions, both of struggles and fun,

This state of mind I want to convey,

But there's no one to listen..

The journey of my life so far,

All the difficulties I faced and things I learnt,

Each and every instance of life I want to narrate,

But there's no one to listen..

The words spoken by my silence,

And the valley of silence in which I run,

All these things I want to talk about,

But there's no one to listen..

So now I whisper these things to the swift breeze of air,

But the words it reciprocates is none,

But this breeze is the only one with whom I can talk,

Because there's no one else who listens..

Heet Desai