alejandro bernardo


I have a secret
That only I myself know
I keep a secret
That obviously you don’t know.

The wind talks about it
The sun smiles when I tell his ring
The trees chuckle when I sit
On his branch murmuring what I am hiding

My couch shares my aspiration
My paper is abreast with my feeling
My e-friend laughs at my damnation
When I press its keys and hear it belling

This secret I hope will not forever be
I plan to tell you this the next day
I pray that someday you’ll finally see
What my heart would want to say.

What is this feeling, I cannot explain
When I tell you maybe I could define
This every night bothers my memory lane
What is this? I love you, now I’m fine.

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 6, 2010

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