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.