Imprisoned

I’m imprisoned behind a barred window of longing
I’m lost in an incessant maze of grief

Indelible
Unpronounceable

I’m lost in an incessant maze of grief
Unbearable yearning for your unattainable nearness

Inexplicable
Unintentional

Deeply rooted in ridiculous pleasure of your
unsuspecting attentiveness by chance

Your unsuspecting innocence doesn’t let you hear my cry
My silent cry

I’m paralysed with the fear unable to express myself
I’m wounded in blood of self-made immaturity
I’m afraid of getting pushed away

Although unrequited
Beyond all hope

Futile search for desperately wanted calmness?

Spirits have to flourish freely in the light

Fly