Musing 36 Poem by shuvo chakraborty

There have been some feelings remain unspoken
Being hidden in the vault of mind uneasy,
Eyes meet eyes, staring constant with sweetest likings
Still find no courier to deliver the heart inking.
Time flows, moments opportune gone futile with passing air,
Hideous emotions raining abundant blur the sensations,
Stupid mind turns fertile with mundane grasses and weeds,
Feeble dreams in winged phantasy at mystic darkness
Nosedive upon the dale of slumber and disappear snoozing,
Nothing regains when eyes meet the eyes again.