Musing 28 Poem by shuvo chakraborty

Who cares for the muse knowing not
Drumming the sorrows in prayer open,
Soaring pains choking the throat heavy
Hardly bring out tears profuse healing the wounds..
Quivering feelings from nerves tizzy
Find no inviting bosoms soft with co sharing.
Orphan soul sans spiritual warmth external
Starts to build an icy shell hard rocking,
Hiding the inner self to keep the sensations burning
When the blind darkness envelopes the world.