Unwritten Thoughts Poem by lalitha iyer

Each unwritten thought
I carry in my mind
topped my next and next
till it reaches the depths
where it irks me
with its roughest heart
and troubles me with aches
and then I spit it out
with my moods or words
or acts uncommon
and you call me a lunatic
Each unconveyed emotion
I treasure in my heart
Desire-is it defined?
I peep into in intervals
too confirm that it sleeps
only to see the darling looks
wide open ogling my face
as my heart flows allover
the babies too float
and fill all over
they multiply with zest
and armed with zeal
just when I slept
they conquered my silence
and now they sing aloud
with my lips abound.