There is a story hidden amongst
The dirt and the dust
There are secret memories
That can only be found under rust
There is a tale that isn't found
Unless truly searched for
But can't be read plainly
Except by those looking for more
The truth is always hidden
And buried down deep
And with nobody looking, it's lost for eternity in a broken heap
It waits to be found
In such a crowded room
That is full of emptiness
Where it simply awaits in gloom
It is a story waiting to be read
And consists of things left unsaid
Without the avid reader it needs
It is as tantalizing as it is dead
You need only to search
In an unappreciated dark
And find a story left in storage
That needs one to make a mark
It is not a normal journey
And the reward is light
Because you only gain a story
And the secrets locked out of sight
If your willing to search and open
It will gladly reveal itself
For you to take back
And display on your shelf
It wants to be read by the willing
It is a rather proud story
Waiting for you to read
And reveal all of its glory
You may not succeed
I'm searching still
It will be revealed only
To those strong of heart and will
It is quite a task
And may seem daunting
But it's a beautiful journey and
A unique story you'll be flaunting
YOU ARE READING
Gracelessly
कविताAs the tides turn, As the times change if everything is extraordinary is anything? In the end, the truth shines out all her flaws ring and shout. The moonlight shines and in it she falls gracelessly she, soulless, grays eternally The pandemonium sho...
