i sing a love song for you

I have no chat,
And that really is that,
No messages to ponder,
No hills to wander.
It's a shame I have no chat.

Not easy
though I try
hidding my face
when I cry

they turn red
popping out
holding tears
still speaking loud

my worst enemy
they change side
my secrets
they don't hide

looking down
they often frickle
cheated I feel
when tear drop trickles

Manisha

Dark street
Silence creeps
Only light
Full moon bright

Buzzing crickets
Sing their song
Dying old tree
Won't stay long

Telephone booth
Across the road
Awaits the call
From the lover abroad

Rocket wind
Whistles anger
Eating everything
To turn stronger

Night progresses
Marching in
darkness thickens
and silence wins

Manisha