No one needs to know,
'Bout how the breeze cooled my scabbed knee
No one needs to know,
'Bout those fragrant flowers that made you anxious
No one needs to know,
'Bout those tears you tried your best to hide
The night was full of colors,
Emotions and tears,
Laughter holding fears,
And hugs shielding from smears
Neon lights in the rickshaw,
Pins down 'cause of your straight shot,
The hoots and the generous flip-offs,
Trying to bury tension in Pepsi's fizz
Yes, that night full of mayhem,
All a bit of mischief unleashed,
We can only whisper about it,
It'll only be revisited in hushed tones
YOU ARE READING
A budding writer's collection
PuisiJust a bunch of poems written as and when I feel to write them
