Underground…

The precious treasure,

That guilty pleasure,

The suspense that keeps one on his toes,

That code which no one knows,

The dark horse, the black sheep,

That act of kindness, that desire too deep,

Secrets, secrets, secrets around,

They, maybe for a reason, are kept underground?








P.S. This is my response to today’s daily prompt

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Author: Annapurani Vaidyanathan

I hoard books for a living. And read them too, when I am not sleeping. I express what I think, so my unheard feelings don't sink. I like to sing when I walk, to keep shades grey, at bay. I speak like a dork, but I don't want to drive anyone away. I write what's real, and nothing fake, so visit my blog whenever you need a break ;)

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