The Unsaid...
It's the month of fall, may be that's the reason I have fallen even harder for her... Watching the trees shed their leaves as same as my thoughts of her, Turning into all different shades of brown... Like her Hazel eyes in sunlight... Cold winds and her warm smile, Is watching her from distant is enough? Some flew, some burnt, some dried and died and some got crushed in the pathway, some felt the breeze, some left the place, Few hesitatingly hanged on, few stayed back, few wanted to feel the mud, few wanted to travel over seas.. In the fear of left behind and not to regret, The birds where hopping here and there, Like a lightning strike, a strong wind flew me far away from home and all i can see is a void like the world without her... For the first time, feeling the breeze, moist of the soil, its smell, its texture and so on.. For the first time ever being far away from everything I own, Into the unknown, the wild winds flown me above ...