Loneliness

Many stories inside my heart
begging to get uttered,
making me to low down
And void my heavier heart !

Don’t know where to start from
with a whimper or a huge laugh.
Mind gets clumpsy with beefy fingers;
to avoid the stories whelming inside my heart .

Expected for the arrival of an appropriate hour
Continued to get tuned with my breath,
Until my fingers touched the pen
With a foothold mind yelling to get free from this creepy net.

Still my heart denies throwing this dart,
and tormented my mind with emotions
For not letting me to narrate my yarn ;
Lord know , if this is the relation between our mind and heart !