Dunno, What sort of Secret it is??

A Thought That hasn’t still reached Lips,
Just Peeks from the Eyes.
Sometimes from you, Sometimes from
me, it Asks for Some Words,
After Wearing, it just might reach the
Putting Arms in Arms of love, it Flaunts,
But the Special Thought that it is.
It’s full of most special feelings,
As if, as a Fragrance floats in the Air.
The Fragrance Devoid of any Sound,
of which You are Aware.
& Even I am aware.
It can never be hidden from the world,
Don’t know, what sort of secret it is !!

© manab


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