The Debris In My Heart

The debris in my Heart,

Has a lot of secrets to show,

Those empty perfume bottles,

That tarnished silver earring,

Those rusted hazy memories,

That glittering pleasant smiles,

The debris in my Heart,

Has a lot of secrets to show

Those broken glass bangles,

That muddled handkerchief,

Those frequent random chats,

That concealed deep breath,

The debris in my Heart,

Has a lot of secrets to show

Those fallen flowers from her plait,

That warm woolen shawl she wrapped,

Those Piercing smooth sights,

That greenish plain churidar,

The debris in my Heart,

Has a lot of secrets to show

Those pinkish glossy lipsticks,

That dark black eye Kajal,

Those absurd false promises,

That plain white betrayal,

The debris in my Heart,

Has a lot of secrets to show