Touched

Sitting among the crowd felt solitary,
Touched by something but don't have it in my glossary,

A replica of a face juggling all around my eyeballs,
Mixed feelings of that image revolving around my memory walls,

This is non sense I point my mind again and again,
also uncertain, would I be able to regain,

Its confusing so am searching a solution,
Either am insane or its just a beautiful emotion,

Tending to write but falling short of words,
Mind checked long back imagining like an independent bird,

I imagine someone who is very close,
Thus following the clock for her appearance to disclose,

Is this an unbounded relation or an unconditional love,
Feels splendid and touching but still perturbed

BY :-

ANKIT SAHAY