The Secrets

When the heart conceals secrets

Feelings become entangled 

The enthusiasm of heart wane

Rarely the heartbeats enthuse

Faintly audible in the maelstrom

Like vines, the feelings wrap around the mind

A mirror becomes an enemy-

Reflecting the turmoil within

Melancholic breath makes the mirror cloudy

Face becomes blurry

Secrets unleash their sinister plans

Life reflects in the tiny droplets

Streams of feelings cannot wash away the secrets©

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11 thoughts on “The Secrets

  1. What a beautifully constructed, cautionary piece, Amitav! Secrets often graduate to lies, I think, multiplying their destructive force.

    Better to deal with them early on and internally…

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