By Suhail Khan
The quiet indication of a few moments of leisure, One wrong number, a statement of an unfinished story.
An untold story, perhaps never reached anyone, Yet it has settled in the heart, as a beautiful sign.
A journey of four moments, in unfamiliar paths, Encounter with a stranger who was unfaithful, on the silent side of the heart.
That conversation was lost, a glimpse of a smile, It was a small distance, but felt so close.
The shadow of a missed call, hiding what pain in the heart, What was there to say, why not speak the truth.
Still remains incomplete, that unknown story.
The quiet indication of a few moments of leisure.
Author is a Writer, Journalist, Storyteller.
Can be reached @ khansuhail309@gmail.com
