The Unsolved Riddle Poem by Nazmul Haque

Eyes are the windows of the soul,
Open it, I want to peep through.

Form days to months to years,
You keep me in drakness,
Neither 'Yes' nor 'No' did you say or mean,
And I am drifting like a sailor,
Losing my way in the middle of the sea.

There is no way
to find the mind's construction upon the face,
When I look at you, your face gives me
Different answers at different times,
And I am left with endless confusion.

To step forward or to step backward
that is the question,
Whether what you say is what you mean,
Or what you mean is what you don't say
That is to be solved yet again.

Is their any way out
to analyse the beats of your heart,
To know which one is of love,
And which one is of betrayal.

You are not what your are that I know,
You are an unsolved riddle,
That will ever remain as a question
In front of my life.