The hoarded secrets of a lifetime
No more can you keep them safe
As the box have turned rusty with time
Mistakes are a great teacher
Sometimes the lessons are too tough
The present is mauled by the past
One may not share the secrets
But the rusty box bursting at the edges
Waiting to spill over the present moment
Time wears away the facade
The more you try to expunge them
Secrets raise their heads like medusa
Leaving one in a state of transfix©
Amitav Chowdhury 