ENIGMA
ENIGMA
Like a sharp knife
Cutting across my throat
Making it hard for me to breath
Feeling choked
I gasp for the silent reverie.
Ah! this isn't one of its kind
Deep and mysterious
Like never before
Nor felt nor heard
A story has been unwritten
I try finding the hidden fragments in the ruins
Might me this is my own feeling
Lost in eternity
It is like the sweetness in the music of the Baul songs
I know not how to understand the depth of this feeling
Or should I even be calling it a feeling?
Or something else?
I try to find an answer
Only to return with absolute nothingness.