Progressing Poetry

Secret

Secrets that are kept are words meant not to be shared,

Held both good and bad, the secrets whispered not to be cared,

Unless a secret told as another, played throughout a board,

Secrets can be harmful if not caught in the hoard.

Both well to ill, told as harmful speech,

Saught by observed - but chosen not to speak,

But if caught, red handed by whip,

Secrets stay silent - destined to trip.    

-Maxem