Secrets

Secrets 



The sands of time,
Pleading to chime,
The secrets of the slain-
Trying to open up in vain,
But the layers of lime
Prevent the rhyme,
From singing in the rain
The secrets that are main.
Bound in chain,
Groaning in pain,
Lie the secrets in grave,
Of the unproved brain-
Barely able to refrain
Secrets which are at lane
That crave
For the desire of spilling the naive.
                                                                  -Ananya Mallik

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