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SECRETS [Written in September, 1998, Bangalore, India. First appearance, here, on my website!] |
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Do you remember friend, when oft up high in the hills you told me slices of your life? Of its laughter and its sunshine and the happiness of it all? The way joy overflowed your cup when you made a wish-come-true on a shooting star? The way your twinkling voice rang out in the echoing hills when your true love came home from across the seven seas? Yes, indeed, up in the hills, you gave me slices of your life. But without the burning fragments of your heart, Without the deep sorrows buried in solitude Amid twinkling laughter that rang out mysteriously in the echoing hills, Without the tears that wrenched your soul but did not spill, Without the dark secrets that wove thro' your spirit, The dark broken secrets that tongue never told But eyes revealed... Zeenat N
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SECRETS [Written in September, 1998, Bangalore, India. First appearance here, on my website! ] |
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