A Feeling Poem by Subrata Ray

A feeling tormenting
Day in and day out,
For some deep unknown,
It pins and pricks and gone,
Its nowhere I ever bear,
And wish it to be mine,
It peeps its face from gloom,
And with no light it shines.
It haunts my hungry temple,
And gives a sudden shriek,
My being by it gets bemoaned,
And mind is teased by its kick.
A feeling root-less as it appears,
But dismays my rooted tree,
It comes, stays and whispers,
And implies to set my irons free.