Noone sees, noone knows,
A secret difficult to be exposed;
This is how it is & that's how it goes,
Far from others, as closer l approach.
It will take a little while;
As l decided to walk a mile,
Collapsed with all absurd thoughts;
But my courage is finally sought.
From the depth within she writes,
Every now and then;
Without thinking twice,
With her therapist pen besides.
Hiding all pain inside,
Which is hard to explain just by sight;
Yet delighted and full of live,
Just as like as white wine.
The more l connect,
the stronger l visit each aspect;
Amidst all the subtle choas,
I could hear a heart that's weep.
Overflowing with joy & love for life,
Yet l could hear closely that lies;
I would wish to share it someday,
With all strength l gather and say;
Deep down she melts when stay alone,
If it all comes up as she deeply drowns,
Still smiles and laughter only she shows;
And that's how Noone sees and noone knows.
By:-
Tripti Kackar
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Poetry - Language Of Soul
PoesíaPoetry is an literary art. A tale of journey from highest happiness to deepest sorrows.
