How a single word

Can make a heart open

Or close it forever

How a small match stick

can create little spark in dark

Can cause an explosion too

How can my small sweet dreams

Make me want to sleep

And also wake me to make it a reality

How can my low voice

Gets mixed in the noise

but can reach the intended's ears

How very little I know of you

But it seems like

we have been together since eternity

How very little I can concentrate

Because my mind

keeps repeating all memories of you

Little things are very special

We do not their potential

Or the immense power they have

how 'little' affects us

is something we should

Never underestimate