this is a breezy winter night
there is absolute silence around
but i can still hear so many things
things lingering in my mind (heart?)
i am helpless
cos of my inability to interpret those!
how to make them out?
can I write on a paper? there are no words!
can I tell somebody? no syllables to utter!
doodles… do they make sense?
is that why they are called so?