MY DIARY

MY DIARY

This is a Diary
but this does not record
events,appointments, or even achievements
This is a stringwith beads of thoughts
and emotions
my little joys,
trepidations of my heart
and records
words ,
that tell you
what I want to say
words that fail to tell you
what I want to say
as also words,
which mean
much more
than what theycould ever say
When I write
the pen moves
to the rhythmof my heartbeat
the ink that flows
outreflectsthe
gush of emotions
eaving me
as quietas Sea
After its waves
rise high
and crash on the Beach
Imay be in any part of the world
TO YOU
Through my words
I try to reach………