My Secrets Poem by ritu gangele

my heart filled with secrets cries,
whom to share my secrets with?
when everything is lost alone in this world i cry,
nothing can be seen a barren land laid far apart,
where to go my heart does not listen to me?
i am torn by secrets but what to do my heart does not listen to me?
alone in this world with whom shall i share,
my secrets are nothing but an ocean,
dive and you'll find a treasure,
may some tears would drip,
maybe some feeling of sorrow would grow,
but where ever you'll find happiness that is me,
and where a tear would drip those are my secrets,
and when you will think the world is finished,
those are my curses,
and when you'll find a wandering man
queswtioning himself,
confused with this world,
a poet a man full of aim determination desire,
that is my heart.
if you think he's mad and would like to inprove him,
answer all his questions,
and then only i can move to the barren land,
and make it fertile.
but the questions which would rise are just his feelings,
so remember you dont hurt them.