My Inner Conscience

Secrets are gifts for an earthly soul,

Inborn in humans from their very little goal;

It’s the buried nature of another world,

Playing a silent notion of the true herald. 

 

Words aren’t less for the longest speech,  

As my mind kept spinning for the farthest reach. 

Meanwhile, the people seem ignorant about my crazy life;

Much better to hold back steady from the arms of strife.

 

The Days did roll in its fastest pace, 

When I once realized amidst the dark sickening race,     

As all my secrets lay still in a dull ambiance;

I felt, Secret was just not it but my inner conscience.

 

A slimline appeared to choose my side;

And I blinked, with my own aura beside.

I lost my rhythm as it placed me on trap,

Searching for a reason to find my road map. 

 

I finally took a stand without the slightest pause, 

To bury my worthless secrets for good cause.

Here I am, testing my conscious secrets daily aftermath,

To lead a life joyful on the very righteous path.