#SilentConfessions
below the willow,
on a oak wood bench,
the hearts were numb,
the hands were cold,
And a sudden awe,
the rain was raining
in a defining sorrow,
both of us having
an reluctant wish,
the air filled with
full of deception,
the drops of rain
are the tickle of ache,
were looking in
each other's eye,
smelling the regrets,
the eyes were
confessing something,
it's deep and silent,
one was betrayal,
the other was regret,
the betrayal of someone
And regret of himself,
the coughs now also
felling depressed,
the chirp of koyal
became crow caw,
the wishes now
full filling it's way,
the deep cuts were
forming,
the cracks of heart
became hearable,
the confession was done,
the hearts were broken,
the cuts were deep and dark,
the rain beacome thick and heavy,
winds were shut,
the sounds were dead,
the all just left was the
awe of regretness,,,,,





to my unconfessed love,
🎶,




© shshshhhhh,