Words, feelings...whatever!

Probably words are not always enough,
For a feeling to be expressed.
born within oneself it grows from within.
Cant be baptised since most of the time ignored and hence
It grows within , unnamed and unknown,
Actions might betray it once or twice
But then actions can be dumb too.
What do you call that feeling of uncertainty?
The feeling you get when you see someone,
When you hear someone or even think of that one.
You know that the feelings are useless because
they are nothing more than that….just feelings!
But then again, are they only that ?
Are they just the word, or just the action?
Slightly swaying, tickling and killing you,
Sweetly, slowly and lovingly.
The feeling unexpressed, Grows within,
But when it comes out in the open,
It can hardly stand the world here,
Probably,
Because most of the time they die,
When barred and exposed,
Probably that’s why, they just grow within
And if fortunate, wither within too.