What if love doesn’t have a name?
Will I feel numb and plain?
What if love wasn’t created
Will I be devastated?
This I felt before long
But I know it doesn’t have to stay long
This love is untold
And it has to be withhold
As it rests in silence will it be weak?
If it boasts in delight will it smile and shriek?
But I chose to keep this love in cloak-and-dagger
That no one will ever blabber
No queries to be asked
No weariness to be worried
This love will be left untold
It will rest in silence to last forever
It will boast in my heart to eternity
And in secrecy it will grow genuinely
very nice…
but if love be untold..
how can it survive?
if its in your heart
then it is alive..
no matter how you hide it
it will always leak out
no secret can be kept
for every one has a mouth..
it is a difficult dilemma
this love that they say..
i wish everything would just stay the same
and maybe that special person would come knockin one day…….:)