Analysis of My unheard love

Let our pages of each new day predict

The tunes of heard musings and hold our dreams.

Inside the void exits, there are unpicked;

shades of gold memories embedded with gleams.

Of laughter, behold the days of warmth I lead

my life into concord on setting a cluster

of hope that you shall reach my vein who feed

on your curves of smile holding the luster;

Of rays gleaming with universe as if defining

the answers to all insecurities of life is time

you gave me life; time greets us both reminding

You are the art of time to rejoice sweet rhyme.

As time unravel the mystery of life, you find

The lost angel of my wrecked soul to bind