Unheard

By Deepti

Out there is God who believes in me

When I myself not

Yet here I stay dork

in the lunar dark

The light of the street lamps on the walls

Calling me to play the shadow game,

My pillow is playing cards with my mind who doesn’t know himself

for he is the jack of all trades

out there in the midst of midnight,

my silence is crying within me

While the moon and stars are exchanging their tales

I lie here with my shadow wanting to hug someone so tight

With all my might that’s all I want this night.

Is it only today that for the first time I am hearing the ticktock of the clock

Running like a child in the greenest meadows under the wild sky

Soaked in happiness and wanting for more and more.

The curtains swinging in the air

whispering to them my wildest secrets trapped here.

Everybody are talking to each other, and I lie here with my shadow

out there in the midst of midnight,

my silence is crying within me

so many secrets revealing from the curtain yet to this world

it all stays unheard…