Some Day Poem by Bishnupada Sethi

If I were to meet you one day
And allow my heart to open,
Would ask how did you feel
Or feel at all when I thought of you.

I would open my wounds
To show the ones long unhealed
Caused by your manner demure,
A perceived coldness to my feelings.

Or I would like to inquire
Are you as rude as a stone!
Can you ever weep
Like the way you laugh?

What would’ve harmed you
Had you smiled looking at me,
I’d not ask for more
Since I admire you so much.

Thinking like a beggar,
Wanting my wishes to be horses,
Looking for a way to come,
And bare the feeling in your front.

The feelings inside my heart
Are eager to belch out
Like the lava from magma chamber
To form a fertile land.
It’d give a new set of words
Enabling to say what I want.