Making meanings out of silence,
How difficult it is for me!
Walking in dark makes no sense,
No matter how well you can see;
Destined future directionless mind,
You might make difference,
One always remains one’s own kind,
Even when one tries, one is misfit;
Are you the one I know well,
Or just a fantasy of my mind,
Not you, but the time will tell,
How well in the dark you will shine;
Meaningful is your speech,
But your words are baffling,
With your eyes you touch me,
Leaving behind that a feeling divine;
Do I know you are the one?
Searching day and night?
Somebody special or the other someone,
Will you ever give me that insight?
Copyright 2016 Chitkala Mulye (Chitkala Aditosh