HOW'S THIS YEARNING ...

Someone says it's an expanse,
Someone says it's bare,
Somebody hefts like gold,
Someone says it's like clay,
Someone says it's a bayonet,
It happens at such a time,
You can't stop even if you whim to,
It's ace and it's grody,
How's this yearning...

It lands you into tumult,
It gets done whatever it wishes to,
It changes heart's verdict,
Achiever of its own urges,
It takes you on peerless roads,
Nobody is precedent or trailing,
Still it runs,
The heart is the victim,
In this saga of yours and mine,
The divine,teach me without making a spurt ,to learn,
How's this yearning...

When my eyes met someone's eye,I woke up,
without a cordage or string,
eyes are met by contrivance of dreams,
there is no atonement,nothing is known,
and in the vacuous eyes,someone comes and stays,
love is neither his' or hers,
no one knows in what expression it is penned,
How's this yearning...