My heart holds an ocean of unsaid thoughts,
By hugging the wave of silence & becoming the prisoner of voices of my own,
The way mirror holds the appearance of unknown.

A fraction of me is empty
in thirst of love,
Love that won't get fade and
set us free through all the bounds & pain.

my heart is full of treasure
filled with roots of kind emotion and pleasure.
There's is a storm inside me
that often ruins the tender flower of feelings,
for the one everytime i chose for.

Sometimes magic I'm looking from the one
ended up the calm with deep pain,
i created a cold fence around the soul,
At end Heart full of endless emotion
found remain solitary and spark of my own.

© Rinki bhardwaj