Realms Of The Heart

It is a look inward
an endoscope of the mind
seeing what lies deep.

The deeper it travels
the more it is invasive
an unravelling of the unfathomable.

Did I really get into?
I deliberate as the hours pass
feel there is much more beneath.

How many untold experiences
lie in the realms of the heart?
Will I be able to retrieve?

The anger that dissolved
the grief that diffused
the happiness that lay buried.

All of them spurts out
I am precarious and foreboding
I wish they remain where they are.

Let them amalgamate with the infinity.
Let them decimate and die.
Let them remain untold .