A Silent Call

For which I was waiting for years,

The voice much needed by my ears.

One day, in the month of July,

Under the ambient cloudy sky.

Beneath the clink of rain,

Those memories were passing through my brain.

My shy eyes were smiling when that ring I heard,

Yeah, finally that call had appeared.

Answering the call brought me soft tears,

That wait was too costly to repair.

I cut the call - that most awaited call,

Overwhelming made me speechless - it was a silent call.