Poem on Secrets
Anupam is a language trainer and a poet. She has been writing poems, stories and articles since her childhood.She loves to learn new things.
Shall We Share Our Secrets?
Shall we share those secrets with others
Ending the enigma of esoteric episodes
Confessing the concealed connections?
Reporting the reserved results or recoveries,
Emitting the earnest interest and engagements
To the intimate partner or the transient travellers
Soothes the sentiments of a soul with secrets.
Shall we Know Others' Secrets?
Surrounded by so many secrets around us
Engaged in the enchanting world of errors
Can we comprehend the complicated cosmos?
Racing against the reserved set of records
Enjoying the experience of earned expressions
Toiling to try the exploration of more treasures
Some souls sacrifice their scored possessions.
Why does One have a Secret?
Soaring high in the sky of life
Every entity earns experience,
Carefully concealing that in the core.
Right or wrong every reaction has a reason,
Either entangled in enmity or in other emotion,
There is a thread that ties every truth in unison,
Even though one tries to hide it in evolution.
Who shares the secrets?
Sharing secrets with stranger or friends
Every individual eases off the inner encumber.
Conserving the cherished and cursed capitals,
Rich or rustic of any race, region or religion
Entertains oneself by exposing the emotions
Tranquilising the transient temperamental trims.
The Interesting Secret of Secrets.
Secrets wish to be concealed and locked in the doors
Enamoured by the envious world of enemies,
Calling for the ones with complete confidence,
Requesting to respect its concealed recognition.
Each secret has its own set of exclusive expression
That can be treasured by the trustee of the talisman.
© 2020 Anupam Mitu
Comments
FlourishAnyway from USA on October 14, 2020:
This is a sophisticated word salad. Very intriguing. The secrets people harbor can be gobsmacking.
Ann Carr from SW England on October 14, 2020:
Good train of thought and good phraseology. I like the progresion.
Ann