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!
