My Expression

I just love to talk a lot,

But, no one is there to listen,

The real things, which I want to say.

I love to listen a lot

But there are not many,

Who, love to say what I want to listen.

Yet I talk a lot and listen a lot!

Words are fluttered out,

Just for the sake of fun.

But, then, there are many to listen,

Over the time I learned,

How to be an avid talker,

To give fun as well as boredom,

For those who are with me.

I wish to talk, about unknown planets,

I wish to talk, about the cloned generation,

I wish to talk, about the global warming,

I wish to talk, about clean energy,

I wish to talk, about farm revolution,

I wish to talk, about developmental disparity,

I wish to talk, about future of machines,

I wish to talk, about everything under sun,

“But no one is there for listening”!

For,

Debating with me, over those issues.

All believe, I am just a sentimental talker,

Who, just keeps on juggling with words.

How many days I talked to myself?

How many days, I wrote down about it?

It’s countless!

I am left with thoughts,

Eagerness to listen to those,

Who want to talk about similar stuff,

Yeah!

Once I had some friends,

With whom I used to talk with,

About everything that excites,

Umpteen debates, over various view points.

Football that’s one common issue,

That gave me a platform,

To listen and talk a lot,

Fight with others over, outburst of passion,

In a friendly manner with all fun,

That’s why I love talking about it,.

All the time

Over and over again!

Nithin .R.S