Why Secret Sharer?
Something beyond eye and ear,
That causes no hope and fear,
And Time brags not there ,
Is what I intend to share.
Some effort to remend,
Some apology to soothe,
Some feeling to be subdue,
Are what I need to wean!
Some tears for unwanted wrong,
Some penance for honest mistake,
Some pangs of sins for selfish logic ,
Are what I cherish to wipe.
My vagabond fool whips me,
And pricks my conscience,
As not to be equal to His love,
For poor I am to fill my empty cup!
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