Silence

In the deep well of thoughts, 

words have dried up somewhere.. 

I can still stack up sentences 

And give you my story.. 

With a pinch of lie 

Some secrets dressed up..

But then i have taken the other way.. 

To scrap away every little line 

From the paper 

And make them stand 

On that riverside 

where i waited for her in my half dreams.. 

I tried to give words,

a voice, a song 

That could light up 

The grim darkness of a lonely 2-bhk. 

Then i discovered 

like the cuckoo in the nest.. 

This world is not mine.. 

neither is this my story.. 

and no, my dreams were too inspired.. 

I have tried too hard, 

Won too easily 

And lost so narrowly 

in love and life.. 

on a blank piece of paper 

i put my signature..

On the bottom

that's how i like it, absolute silence .. 

no prayers, no cries..

no half-lies

(c) Ankur Srivastava