The Heart's Alive

The silence within was prolonged.
Neither a cry, nor a sigh.
The scars were still bleeding,
and relief, hard to come by.


That's when I saw you first,
Flashing that infectious smile.
Talking animatedly, spreading cheer.
To collect my senses, it took me a while.


The silence within, was no more.
It felt different to feel alive.
Lost smiles were back, so were the fading hopes.
I had just found another reason to survive.


Your mere presence makes my day,
Your smile washes away all worry,
Your voice makes me want to talk to you,
But I know, I can't hurry.

As my heart was still weak,
to walk up & bare it to you.
All I could do was to steal glances,
And pray that you see me too.


I might profess my love for you one day.
And then I might just not.
But I am willing to give everything.
Even fight battles that I've never fought.


All I need is a sign from you,
For me to start penning down a fairytale.
One that would be told by ages to come.
And for a change, I pray not fail.


The story might not see the light of day,
and end up etched in my heart.
For my chances are so less,
But without trying, I'd not part.