Like the oceans galore
My feelings remain
Like the prisoners of war.
Concealed
Hushed
Dejected.
Like the waves tumultuous
My thoughts remain
Secretively voluptuous.
Melancholic
Wretched
Rising from the purgatory.
Like the looming storm
Burdened, heavy
Burning my eyes like a sandstorm.
Hesitantly swarming in my chest
I have locked them up
Leaving myself bereft.
Do not try your pretending words, balmy
For they are raging inside
Threatening to surrender like a Tsunami.
Moushmi Radhanpara 
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