In the confines
of my far-reaching thoughts,
I invite you sometimes,
to hear from you
a word or two;
to share with you
the moments,
though a few,

when I drowned
in the whole idea of you.
You had hummed a tune
in that brightness,
shone from the Moon,
my heart's strings had struck too,
the music, I heard within,
but it wasn't emphatic enough,
a little struggle
on its way to your heart,
Alas! It breathed its last
without seeing the rising Sun.

Then, you scale the walls of my thoughts
and leave at once
or I ask you to go,
not so later again,
you do find your way through.