OBLIVIAN

No one knows and no one can tell.
The thoughts of you so latched on to me.
It has no shape, no size, no colour and no smell.
But Its preserved under a hard pumping shell.

No one knows ,no one couldn’t even smell.
At the midst of the pavement, busy as hell
Why my feet would stop walking suddenly.
That your thoughts gushed into my head un gently.

The fading attributes of the world around me.
Now you and your memories abruptly surround me.
In my busiest moments, your musings start to yell.
But no one knows and no one can tell.

Some random eyes with thick black liner,
Propels my focus towards it’s direction .
All the decibels of sounds dissolve in your musings.
During the most crucial conversations.

Oblivion to the converse , the one I couldn’t sell.
Still no one knows, and non can tell.
What made my flowing speech go mum.
No one knows , no one can tell.

Moments between I wake up and get of the bed.
The time spent in erasing the salty streaks I shed.
Reminds me of my last thought before I slept.
And also makes it the 1st thought to which I wept.

I am witnessed sitting in my bed from a distance.
But no one knows, no one could tell.
What am I thinking in that instance.
No one has the slightest idea, nothing rings the bell.

Every task and achievement is felt unachieved .
In the absents of your acknowledgment ,
No idea of success is conceived.
In the absents of your commitment.

How insignificant my successes are to me.
No one knows and no one can tell.
How incomplete my triumph are to me.
No one can measure nor can compel.

Reviews

[Najam Us Saher]

I loved the repitition of 'no one knows, no one can tell' very profound words which comes from your heart.
In last fourth paragraph, I would ask you to change 1st to first.

[Mustafa Merchant]

Hey najam. Thanks for the read. I fail to understand what changes would you like to make.