When the gods shall paint a rainbow
Across the arch of the sky
I shall tiptoe down your heart
Without a shout or a cry
You will not know my presence
As I shall be invisible, unseen
The only difference you will feel
Is the sublime glow in your being
What is it, you shall ask yourself
Why the reason for this ecstasy
Why the mind is not in control
With the heart in total supremacy
What makes you feel
The soft rhythm of a beat
Tiptoeing down your heart
Silently in your sleep
Subir Chakraborty / 28th Feb 2018
poetryforthesoul2018.com 
I really liked this poem. I won’t dare to classify it. But then again, nothing is more sublime than love. To me it’s a poem of love. Thank you for expressing my unspelt feelings.
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Amazing 👏
Keep it up.
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I don’t know what it is but can hazard a couple of guesses: passion, delirium
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Loved this ….like when you have had a pleasant dream,but the details are tantalizingly out of reach.
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Awesome
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