on my fingertips!!

i thought the reverberance it would create,
the havoc it would bring,
the end of everything ,
the song it would sing,
the last rhyme it would create,
like a volcano erupted fiercely,
the words it would utter,
the end of story...........
i thought too much,way too much,
of understanding it created,
but it happened nothing,
simply noting,
but numbness en-sheathed;
in wrap of its blanket,
i shivered with sudden shudder,
even when raindrops fell down on drought land,
i murmured;
was it the end of everything i planted,
and here i sit with empty hands,feelings none,
words separated, thoughts shunned!!


hiramalik