To whom should I say ?
My those pains and dreams ,
Who shall hear today, and let me relive.
To my mother !
Who is too old to bear my pains.
I wouldn’t give a single tear in her eyes.
To my friend !
Who has set free from,
the false promises of honesty.
To my teacher !
Who will give a lesson,
from those yellow scriptures again.
To those birds !
Who just fly away,
chippering at my non-sense.
To the leaves !
Who always keep nodding,
I don’t know, they hear or not.
To the poems !
who are just restless,
Asking for a help, a little help.
Yes, to You !
Who reads me best,
Relieve me from this, I do pray.
Tell to Anubhuti
be’coz Anubhuti understands anubhuti 🙂
hummmmm
I suggest you to tell to the river…. as it will flow to the ocean containing them….. and ocean will keep hiding them as a pearl in its beneath.
Waise a good one.
Your poem reminded me the song – Kaun sunega kisko sunaaye isiliye chup rehete hai by Kishor Kumar, film Sautan ki Beti 🙂