IMPRISONED..
Amidst the gems and jewellery,
All shimmering and glittery,
Shining
On the silken linings,
In the castle of glass,
Without any birds, bees, flower or grass,
Surrounded by pillars of marble,
That stand like cold marvels,
Drowned in a blue ocean
Of my lonely emotions,
Imprisoned,
Encaptured,
Locked,
Tortured,
For you pining,
My heart silently whining,
Tears sliding down like dew drops,
Non stop,
The shining full moon,
My only companion,
Understanding my plight,
Shows me your sight
In her,
Your picture I see,
She has been kind to me,
The glassy castle,
The pillars of marble,
Are all symbols of charlatanism,
Just an illusion,
The moon, all attractive,
Making my imaginations active,
Emotions overactive,
Passions hyperactive,
Trusting you to be there,
I sit and wait here,
To feel you,
Touch you,
Embrace,
In front of me, see your face,
When out of the moon you will come,
Break down the glasses, cold and dumb,
Immense warmth and love your heart will provide,
The moon standing witness to all, we will unite,
Till then in her I see you, seeking relief and succour,
While nothing occurs,
Without blinking an eyelid, I continuosly stare,
Afraid of losing, both you and her.
©Madhumita
Amidst the gems and jewellery,
All shimmering and glittery,
Shining
On the silken linings,
In the castle of glass,
Without any birds, bees, flower or grass,
Surrounded by pillars of marble,
That stand like cold marvels,
Drowned in a blue ocean
Of my lonely emotions,
Imprisoned,
Encaptured,
Locked,
Tortured,
For you pining,
My heart silently whining,
Tears sliding down like dew drops,
Non stop,
The shining full moon,
My only companion,
Understanding my plight,
Shows me your sight
In her,
Your picture I see,
She has been kind to me,
The glassy castle,
The pillars of marble,
Are all symbols of charlatanism,
Just an illusion,
The moon, all attractive,
Making my imaginations active,
Emotions overactive,
Passions hyperactive,
Trusting you to be there,
I sit and wait here,
To feel you,
Touch you,
Embrace,
In front of me, see your face,
When out of the moon you will come,
Break down the glasses, cold and dumb,
Immense warmth and love your heart will provide,
The moon standing witness to all, we will unite,
Till then in her I see you, seeking relief and succour,
While nothing occurs,
Without blinking an eyelid, I continuosly stare,
Afraid of losing, both you and her.
©Madhumita
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