Broken
Behind her rose red lips, Hidden is a secrets of chest. Veiled with softness and gentleness, Mystery it remain behind it. Her words so kind and dear, Touched and always I endear. Like a bee lost to a rose, So am I lost into her. While chest hidden behind her lips, Secrets locked inside it. Secrets that buried her lies, Politeness that veiled her ploy. Beats of my heart , Louder than its otherwise. Juggled in between her hands, My hearts like a ball. The secrets in her chest , Is the betrayal of my heart . Kindness in her words, Is a deception she imposed.