Messy lines and suspicions
Wondering gives no answers,
and makes the heart sink to deeper levels
The ways of asking, the wait for a question
But very often, to no avail
If time should stop, the wave of a goodbye is forever
would this be a regret
I hear your voice on the other end
The cheerful voices of ours stays
You are out there, I am somewhere else
The morning was splendid
So perfect,
We learn but forget
Too consumed in those thoughts
Just stopping and get caught up
Forgoing the moment
The leaves on the ground
The rustling sounds
The tree that stood firmly, its leaves whispering
From miles they heard, a secret is kept
The leaf that falls in front of me,
On it writes............................................................
The stepping out of the boundaries
The balance we talked about
