NEED TO BE HEARD

Sitting on a bench, I see the waves flow,

Sun is about to drown; oh! what a beautiful show,

Cold, tiny wavelets kiss my feet,

Winds bring the delicious smell from the nearby street,

Is it bliss? 

Or,

Too much peace,

Or

What should someone anticipate by all of this?

Birds flying over my head,

Sunlight is about to fade .....away,

Away from the warmth of a day,

Away from the newspaper delivery boy,

Though it will be back again on the next day,

But, till then, how do I bear this silence around me?

Is there something or someone that can set me free?

I am sitting on a bench by the beach,

I am feeling silence or peace whatever it is