More than words

Whenever we talk with misplaced words and without a thought
I speak for hours together but hardly anything gets caught
You get confused with what i utter in misspelt sounds
An english jumble thereby misplacing nouns and pronouns
 
You still try to get the notations between the lines; reading my body movements
Amazed to find my expressions so lifeless and the meanings so faded
You stare at me; to say something sensible for you to understand
but soon you give up although willing to listen and withstand
 
I take a second chance to say by altering language, words or expression
Trying to crack this dilemma of hours of confusion
I wonder how it would be to communicate with just thoughts
Words in no way can explain what is felt, perceived or sought

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About mohitvalecha

Mohit is an optimistic day-dreamer and romancer who gave up his 11 year old software profession experience to build his dream in Creative Writing. He writes blogs, articles, reviews, children stories, fiction and non-fiction spirituality books to promote reading and provide a meaning to people’s lives. If he is not reading or writing, you would find him making mock, cock and all other kinds of tails or playing with his charming son Krishna. His life is a love triangle with three corners being Devi, Krishna and his Guru, Sirshree. Mohit’s passion is Meditation, Heal and Help people and play “Bhi ta!” (Another form of Hide-&-Seek) with Krishna.
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