So much to say

 I have been silent,

For many years now,

Keeping all of my stories,

That's needed to be told. 

So much to tell,

But no one is listening, 

Giving their voluntary attention,

With a sincere heart.

I had to step back,

Take my sweet time,

As I moved on,

While searching for my kind.

There were some encounters, 

Hoping for a rendezvous, 

But it went down in few days,

Never had an emotional connect.

I had been honest,

And tried to speak out,

Keeping my choices upfront,

In my every interactions. 

So much in my mind,

That's build up in heart,

As I kept seeking outlets,

While sharing in small whispers. 

There's so much to say,

But I had been lacking,

In connecting or having conversations, 

With a desire for introversion. 

I am trying to change,

Working out my thought process,

May I find the one, 

Genuinely interested in communication.

 

© Dr. Manish Rout 

What I like about you

What I like about you?

let me think about it,

as I know this in my heart,

that I love the way you are.

Is that the smile,

that brightens my day like sunlight.

Or your personality,

of your presence in the society. 

You are so gentle,

the way you interact,

so kind and caring,

in your every interactions.

The sweetness of your nature,

and softness of your voice,

Somedays you were mischievous,

showing cute and bubbly side.

You were so admirable,

taking up the responsibilities, 

valuing every connections, 

while striving for liberty.

Ah, there is so much,

I can think of many,

no wonder I was smitten,

falling to your beauty.

A wish

 A wish,

sprouting from my desire,

hidden within my heart,

of shining like a star.

Thoughts might be a reflection, 

to bring smile on faces,

as a proof of my existence, 

making a sight to behold.

And in this place so serene,

I would feel the warmth,

of countless thanks and blessings, 

from that one simple wish.

Walk through the park

 The walk,

through the park,

besides the hedge,

on the stony pavement.

Wild flowers,

gloom away from view,

scanty fragrance emanates,

as I try to look nearer.

The garden has its flowerbeds, 

with colorful buds and leaves,

brightening at the center stage,

taking up all the gaze.

Being on the sides,

forgotten, unkempt, disorganized 

but fill up the surrounding,

with something necessary. 

So I continued,

searching for something new,

every corner have it's treasures,

when I started looking,

even it was just a walk...

through the park.