Secret of My Secrets

This year winter came slow then started to grow

last night looks like

mercury fallen two degree low

Still dark out there, an inch towards dawn

Stars in the sky not entirely gone

Hustle and Crackle

Ripping up and then a scream

Shouted my five year old nephew

from adjacent room

“Santa got a soccer ball, My wish and my dream”

A kick in left and a kick to the corner

A Smack on the floor, then a slam in the door

Initially mild, growing towards wild

I turned to the left

Peeped from the blanket

Christmas was on

I smiled in glee

The secret of the Santa, still secret with me!

Thick mist and foggy mix

Its only quarter to six

Pulling the blanket over

I said, Fifteen minutes more

Curling up, hands under cheek

Sneaked into my secret chamber

Secrets of tears and secrets of laugh

Sealed and packed, My secrets were safe

browns were down, blacks in the back

pinks in the middle, few randomly packed

Darker, brighter, Crimson and blue

The memories of mine

The secret of my secrets still secret with me!

I shuffled few up and kept a few aside

Picked a tender one from the Kindergarten time

Sat beside me a fancy girl with a butterfly clip

Holding a cute little pencil and a Barbie on it

Stared and Glared, My eyes were fixed

Could it be mine I strongly wished

Few minutes’ later, completely chaos

Muddle and mess

The pencil and the Barbie

Both were down

Broken into pieces

The fancy girl started to cry

Pointing at me said “It must be her”

A whip in my leg

And snap in my back

The pencil was squeezed

Till my little fingers ached

Those dark little eyes

from behind the wall

Once left and then right

Nodded with fear

My lips were tight

Eyes loaded with tears

Only she knew and I knew

Barbie was broken but it was not me

the trades of friendship

the tales of whee

The secret of my secrets still secret with me!

Moving some left some down

Picked a blurred and dusty brown

A hounded summer afternoon

Only street and I

Gusty wind sigh

A hideous nasty hand behind my back

Almost crossed shoulder then neck

Desperately grapple with self

Paddled faster than fast, pushed hard in blind

Screech with pain speeded with wind

Speeded and bleeded

Took left then a sharp right

A round about

Math tuition stayed 2 house next

Fight was over, End of the street

Harrowing in horror,

Fear in conquer

Salt and red, dripping drop by drop

“Thank God”, I said

What a narrow escape

The Ordeals of scare,

Goosebumps of mine

The secret of my secrets still secret with me!

Hidden below brown

A blushy, Rose tinted one

Spring bird’s song

I was younger then young

Rushing blood and racing heart

Eyes fallen for an eye

A less spoken guy

Averagely smart

Assume Harry Potter with a moustache

Not exact, almost like that

“Do you have a pen?” Asked the thin smile guy

Too unlucky I was. Felt like a loser

Why dint I carry an extra one?

“Benzeum is C6H6?” Why?

Foolishly, I asked in shy

To the thick rimmed guy

Answer was known. Just a mere conversation.

I just revealed a part of the secret

The climax still secret to me

Was there a confession? Rejection? Or a mere infatuation?

Does the crush ever revealed to love?

Is this the last?

The memories of blushes

The mysteries of mine

The secret of my secrets till secret with me!

Few more pinks, grey and brown

I opened the secretes one by one

Fifteen minutes over, another fifteen gone

Christmas was on

“One more kick the ball will be thrown”

Yelled the mother of the child

Waking up slow,

Packed my secrets back in the box

Pushed the blacks in the back and browns towards down

Shaked, compressed

Made some space

For the secrets of my present

I am still living on

Smiled in glory

I wished to Santa

Let my secrets be safe

Even after I die

Sweet and sour flurries of time

Let the secret of my secrets still secret with me!