The deep silence in the darkness says something aloud,
the fragrance of my balcony jasmine says something when crushed,
the tree's shadow says something to the woodcutter with an axe,
the sweetness of the honey in the flowers say something to the bees,
the waves of the oceans trying to catchup the shore say something,
the music of the tortured strings of a guitar says something to the fingers,
the delicate warmth of the moonlight that stays awake whole night says something,
the pieces of my broken heart say something,
they all say 'I Still Love You'
Vimal Kumar N
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/something-35/
