There are thousand stories left unsaid.
It all lies cold in my heart.
Thousand more which I can say out loud.
But can someone really get their part?
Morning tries to wake up the inner desires and along I go but the beast is awakened with the passing hours.
Thousand days and nights have gone with me sitting by my side all along.
But so I wish…
So I wish to be heard for long.
At the dawn today when I am sitting at my bed alone, I will pray to the powers to send me those ears who would listen for long.