The real meaning of the word ‘Secret ‘ is something that is meant to be kept unknown or unseen by others. How many of us really follow the actual meaning?
In this chaos world, it is hard to find a bare soul.
I doubt about many keeping secrets as unknown or unseen but I am pretty sure, each one of us will hold some secret for the whole life. When I look around, I feel the world’s transparency is so beautiful as well as the questioning one.
We expect someone to unravel our secrets. It’s a human nature to have own secret but also share it with someone trustable. Not everyone takes an immense interest in listening to other’s secrets.
I say ,I am an open book. I also wear the mask like everyone else does.
I am not good at lying as I can fake smiles all the time.
Like many other people, I am broken into pieces from inside and out .
Can everyone else see the broken image of mine?
They can only see the fake smiles.
When I fail to smile,
When I am out of words ,
my face turns expressionless,
my quietness turns into darkness,
& sometimes my bemused look
allows people to judge me.
are the words I am tagged with.
I said ,I am an open book
but seemingly not everyone can read it.
I feel like screaming,
I feel to thrash out everything
off my mind.
It’s not easy to carry
the weight of memories,
the volume of secrets,
the regrets & sorrows,
it acts like the poison
& the good potion,
haunts in dreams,
plays in mind,
the untold stories!
I am scared of myself,
I fear from my changes,
I fear losing feelings &
be a hard-heart person.
The hardest part of living is
to have painful thorns inside,
blizzard of thoughts,
binding to find answers,
trying to break the walls ,
trying to open the doors,
locked inside with no keys.
In search of the lost key,
at once ,set oneself free,
from all the heavy things on my mind.
To breathe the fresh air,
to unbind from all the secrets of my life.
Every time I share the same secret with a new person,
I feel, I am reading my book with a new perception.
Not every one of us holds the dirty secrets.
Some innocent ones &
Some mischievous ones ,
Some struggling ones &
Some broken ones.
Sometimes we put the seeds of the secret in the few closed ones,
they don’t let it grow either.
That’s the best thing!
But the world is always not so fair ,
there are evils out there.
The calumnies grow our secrets with spices & dung ,
spread it everywhere ,
thereby, arises nuisance rumors.
Be careful ,when to open up the secrets and when to lock it.
There are angels & demons seeking for it.
Most of the secrets are our life experiences. You may think you know a lot of secrets about someone ,there will always be something that person will never share with anyone throughout life. Take an interest in someone’s secrets and you will be tangled with him/her for a while or maybe for a longer time. Secrets are usually the interesting chapter of the hidden soul.