“Evening is like the horizon between heart and brain”
Once again my heart urged to write something
But, I spend the whole day in thinking and the evening knocked
There is so much to say and so much to listen
But conversation passed in thinking
Today, I wanted to tell you everything
Which I wanted to tell you since a long time
I am feeling like opening that old box
and unfold those creased complaints
Once again my heart urged to write something
But spend the whole day in thinking and the evening knocked
How quickly the season passed
My cheeks were feeling warmth of your hands
My eyes were admiring your serenity
But, the hot sunlight appeared instantly
Oh It’s pricking in my eyes
Now I am waiting for the rain
Hoping to get relief and it may extinguish the thirst
Once again my heart urged to write something
But spend the whole day in thinking and the evening knocked
The evening seems really weird
On one side, the valley looks delightful
But on the other side, it is bearing the pain of today’s farewell
People coming back from work, birds returning to their nests
Perhaps, sun is also going home after completing his job
There are lot of hope associated with evening
Sometimes, reunion of couples
the hope of a little boy, who’s father promised him to bring ice-cream
And the hope of a poor labour’s family from the daily wage
The hope of dawn, still exists after sunset
I hope this evening to be most beautiful
And I am also hoping I could write my heart to you
Though, my pen’s ink is little faded today
I am writing some told and untold words today
Because, once again my heart urged to write something.
But, I spend the whole day in thinking and the evening knocked
And that’s how they both live with harmony
My “heart” and my “brain”
~Priyamvada