Sunday, February 7, 2010

Unspoken words

Today’s sky seems too blue, clouds seem too white and the sun seems too bright.

When I smile to you, it doesn’t mean that I am all fine.

I pick it up after dropping it down, I drop it down after picking it up, and then I pick it up again.

I restore it after deleting it, I delete it after restoring it, and then I restore it again.

My world, you don’t bother; your world, I am not allowed. But somehow, I am still holding a hope.

I am holding a dream, since ever; till ever.

I am afraid of the answer therefore I am afraid to ask.

I am afraid of the fact therefore I am afraid to stop running.

How I wish you could know, there is so much words left unspoken,

How I wish you could know, there is so much more left undone.

How I wish you could know.

How I wish you could……