My Secret Window Poem by Ankesh Eshanki

Gracious, calm, and a figure so perfect,
Struck the note to a high offbeat,
Taking to the level from a high altitude,
Hazing my loneliness and a deep solitude.

Came out of nowhere, yet there's a source,
Searching the path whatever may be the course,
Hush! ! ! Someone's there and it's so real,
The dusky shadow of my dream's reel.

It knows no time and it knows no limit,
Every moment is special, lets grasp and feel it,
Following she, it looked so sensuous,
Already amalgamated, mixed and so precious.

She's my life and my queen so beautiful,
Her source is a box, its dark and null,
Enigma tis with no dead end,
Pulling to the limit with all my strength.

I'll find out the source,
With my love course,
I'll tie my love with my silver strand,
Giving my might though my back gets bend,
Alas, it's a shadow,
Hugging her tight,
Imaginations or Hallucinations it come straight though,
Why didn't I know it's my secret window.