exposed

when loneliness speaks
its famous lines
registered but by few
the fan, the ceiling
everything
replied but you

when silence yells
its soothing screams
heard but only by few
the trees, the walls
all
turned but you

and they say
happiness is in the air
but they are not
they are within
hiding,lurking
tormenting
all sadness away....

FROM A TEACHER TO YOU…

I wonder now what do I do?

If I teach you to talk

Will it be like telling a parrot to memorize a dialogue?

If I show you how to walk

Will it be like teasing the mighty elephant that stalk?

If I tell you how to run

Will be like mocking the galloping stallions one by one?

If I train you to dance

Will be like booing the graceful swan

If I coach you to jump

Will it be like laughing at a leaping frog over the stump?

If I demonstrate to you how to swim

Will it be like insulting a school of shrimps?

If I explain to you how to bake a cake

Will be like disrespecting a master chef sipping his milk shake?

If I lecture some English literature

Will it be like hissing at Shakespeare?

Tell me now what do I do?