Each unwritten thought <br />I carry in my mind <br />topped my next and next <br />till it reaches the depths <br />where it irks me <br />with its roughest heart <br />and troubles me with aches <br />and then I spit it out <br />with my moods or words <br />or acts uncommon <br />and you call me a lunatic <br />Each unconveyed emotion <br />I treasure in my heart <br />Desire-is it defined? <br />I peep into in intervals <br />too confirm that it sleeps <br />only to see the darling looks <br />wide open ogling my face <br />as my heart flows allover <br />the babies too float <br />and fill all over <br />they multiply with zest <br />and armed with zeal <br />just when I slept <br />they conquered my silence <br />and now they sing aloud <br />with my lips abound.<br /><br />lalitha iyer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/unwritten-thoughts/
