My Heart

Shy is my heart,

No doubt,

But it’s in shroud,

Comes in bouts

My feelings

As I feel anything


Only fortunate can pry

Others only roam

For parking by.

Locked it’s always.

Key lies in your approach,

Your beautiful ways,

Not in a beautiful key ring

Or your invisible sway.

No money,

No enticement,

No amusement

Opens the chambers

As not all are members.

At times pure dots open,

Sometimes selfless chuckle

At times silence defeats,

At times, time gone.

Now it’s up to your





Or your hues.

See my heart is yours.

by Sudam Panigrahi

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