Unspoken

Speaks with hope in lips
Being replied with excited voice on ears.
Both wanted hearing the hearts..
But ‘understanding‘ the words were what they feared .
Fear of being judged.
Fear of being unknown.
And…. fear of being eternally known .

Time seemed like a sloth.
But the hearts..
They raced like young horse!
Oh which speed should be followed?
Will following one lead to messing up it all?

Rushing storms of thoughts, poking ’em both!
And eyes filled with questions seeking for a route to get flowed.

Lips uttered less..
Lips, uttered less…from both the ends..
That suddenly, smile took the chance!
And eyes followed, by brightening at their best!

Time rushed as if a horse was freed from harness!
And heart took a deep breath as if it met absolutely what it wanted!

What reversed the role for heart and time?
What’s the magic spell?
….Who knows…
Maybe unspoken were the words ..
That spoke the best.