My secert keeper
has many hidden bloopers
that needs to be deciphered...-
Dear, U r the only secret keeper,
As I feel like M the open book in front of U.
Dear, U r the only secret keeper,
As I can't hide anything when it comes to U.
Dear, U r the only secret keeper,
As U r my crime partner in every aspect of life.
Dear, U r the only secret keeper,
As U showed me the best part of myself n being only me.
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My secret keeper
is forever vocal
and loud enough,
about my secrets
and still
nobody knows
about it yet..-
When I don't have a WIFI
My diary is my secret keeper.
My greatest friend
It hoards my thoughts
ranging from leisurely to
The anxious ones.
From ridiculous to the sublime ones.
I have full faith that
It shall remain my obdurate friend.
A true repository.-
Each time I try to gulp down
my secrets into pits of my guts,
they ruthlessly burn the insides of my larynx.
On days I'm lucky enough,
my secrets wear nonchalance
on leaflets, they puke themselves on to.
I slip them into empty
Tropicana tetra packs,
and they walk themselves to bins.
Bins are my best secret keepers.-
My secret keeper
There is a small closet
in the dark corner of my mind
where I keep my secrets
graded as per their secrecy
I let some friends peep through
but there is a hidden chest inside
where some secrets are kept
which no one has access to
except my pen,
My secret keeper
-
My secret keeper of my life,
Is my life...
Let me uncover the secrets of life with hopefully & admittedly....
-
My Secret Keeper
***
Friends and Family were tried
And then acquaintances
Also experimented with few strangers.
Secrets were pearls
To be safeguarded in a shell
Alas! Those shells were compromised
For the beauty those pearls have.
Now, these pearls have become
An ornament, which people can wear
In public.
My poetries are my keeper
How beautifully they display
My secrets to everyone
Then too, deciphered by none.-
My secret keeper....
With whom I can be myself,
With whom I'm careless and free,
With whom I'm not afraid for being myself as supposed to be...
With whom my past rests,
With whom my future arrests,
With whom I can be whatever I ever dreamt to be...
With whom I can converse without words,
With whom I can share without fear,
With whom I can be just 'me' without being judged to be....-