Verse

I hold a cover

Over the rubble of emotions

Sealed with a smile

Let's see if it can be ripped open

And unfold the crevices of my heart

Spewing the contents like confetti

Celebrating a milestone of sorts.

I conceal a thought

Revealing it in decoys

Taking aid of some words to hide some more

Playing peek a boo

Between the hidden and the exposed.

If you are smart

You might laugh at this irony

For the intelligent read volumes

Tucked in bookcases

Lavishing knowledge on their beings.

What if the delightful irony

Lingers in between those volumes

Those lines and words

Making the obvious charade in a veil

What if you see through the volumes and lines

The charades and veils?

Whisper them in my ears

Let's compare notes

Ah well. Keep them to yourself, on retrospect!

Like a key to my heart

A passcode to my soul.

"Khul Jaa Simsim" you mouth 

Before the caves of the treasure

And it pulls open

Letting you into the abyss.

Let us linger in those empty vaccums

Entangled in an eternal knot

Filling them with bliss

Of getting the unsaid and hearing the untold!