Her heart an open book
Easy to read
Emotions bald for all to observe
A confession to the one
Who denied her soul
As she read his text
Weigh heavy on chest
Squeezing the life from her faint heart
He could not read between the lines
How sincere her words
Until it was too late
Reading the diaries of a broken heart
Sometimes confession could also be a lie or a lie told for mutual benefits.This poem though is an eye opener for readers.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I know, i know, what peter pan has done to you. He went crazy behaved hillybilly, Silly sardar. Dear Hope, he is repenting, we knows the value of bulb when power goes off! Please lead him to right of lovely den! A confession on confession..... With respect and admiration to U, Khushi!