In the loneliness of heart, I see the crowd of memories <br />People passing by or rather bypassing me, <br />Somehow I could not connect or communicate, <br />Not that I had nothing to say or offer, <br />But could never gather words together not because I am not educated <br />More so that I have a primitive mind which connects not through words? <br /> <br />Or should I call my mind light years ahead of time when we won’t have to say a word <br />In the silence of humanity, everything would be spoken <br />And another mind would read it, comprehend it <br />I won’t be lonely any more <br /> <br />Someone out there in that crowd will know that I am calling <br />Someone out there in the crowd will know my feelings <br />Know my fears, my joys and sorrows <br /> <br />But what if there is no tomorrow………?<br /><br />Alok Singhal<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-the-loneliness-of-heart/
