I have seen faces…
Faces which reveal
Thousand secrets which even ants have kept…
(As they can’t speak,)
I have witnessed pain…
Pain which was hidden behind breasts
That happened to have been revealed,
By the angry mind
Which then, was not at ease,
I have read poems…
Poems which clearly stated
A heart’s feelings which shouldn’t have been told
But revealed by the weak and weary poet in oneself,
And hence, when the secret is out…
I can only say
That I happened to say
What only I have felt deep,