My Secret

I hide in my heart, A secret as syllabic As a Shakespearean sonnet; Yes, if revealed, it would have you Melting with its sweetness, Arousing you with its pulsating passions And causing you to bite your lips for more of it! I hide in my heart, A secret as grandiose As the reason why the Taj Mahal exists, Yes, visiting it, You would be overwhelmed by its essence Wanting to live it too Wanting to have, for yourself, A unique monument erected! I hide in my heart, A secret as deep as the depth of the night When illumined it is, Only by a sparkling moon A moon sparkling so bright merely Because it has closed its eyes Unable to hold its blushes As I reveal to it, My hidden secret, in the form Of lines and lines of poetic verses! I hide in my heart, A secret as moving as an epic love song A love song which, when played, Is powerful and rhythmic enough As to have you cry over it As it would bring out in you Those lost emotions which make of you A human being, kind, humble and compassionate! I hide in my heart, A secret, One so mystical, That its meaning is found in religion One so fateful, That its meaning has been set by the Gods One so wonderful, That it shall be captured someday, In a book titled The Story of My Life!