The veil

A veil is in front of my eyes,
catching, alluring, enthralling yet unbound ties
silvery velvety sheath
the one I never want to bequeath.

Facing the veil's face
a shiver runs through always
leaving me completely fazed
beyond its boundary
there exists nothing for me
every moment, I drink its appearance
my eyes don't see past its existence.

A veil is in front of my eyes,
any morose thought is killed and dies.

A veil is in front of my eyes,
'I am happy living with it' are my cries.

Eyeing the veil's eyes
Lost in their confines
their depths, their smiles
the feeling is divine
My mind stores away
every small tweak and craves
as much as it can take away.

A veil is in front of my eyes,
Never to part,
want to bind it with eternal ties.