secrets

Few things are best kept unsaid...
A secret from your own self...
Tongue held,eyes closed...
become companion...
This deceit with your own 
feelings giving a full stop, 
to an otherwise unending debate
between right and wrong...
Its good to remain a fool..ignorant...
To be aloof from the catacombs of 
an over burdened night...
For it lures to think...
In the backdrop of a misty evening, 
Its better to be just lying down...
And wonder about the eternal
sane conspiration of the cosmos above
and caress your insane mind...