>Secrets

Unshared secrets Kept in some where in some unknown vault are very sad Lack of light They are dying in the dark They wanted To be born To breathe Like you and me but we were afraid of the truth if you would reveal yours and I reveal mine it could have been a drop of rain it could have been a zigzag stream I could have my bath You could satiate your thirst The rain could have Mingled with the stream but we did not have the courage to battle out you took your way and I took mine you look back I look back too Possibly thinking We could have been a little bold Open a little bit Our mind And our four lips But time is our glorious friend Life is our friendly road Perhaps destiny will help us to meet again and I swear this time …… your thousand buds would bloom in flowers and mine would be thousand butter flies to give birth and to set free all the secrets to take breathe in the air freely..