The Secret Story
The Secret Story


Beneath the facade of tranquillity
There lies a story shrouded in secrecy.
It is a story privy to the inner world
If revealed can inspire the outer world.
The nuggets of wisdom sprouted from the heaps of pain,
Reassure you that you are a boon, not a bane.
You dared to walk on a path riddled with thorns
While others gleefully walked on the path of flowers.
You screamed in agony
While others laughed with ecstasy.
Your stoic face was a reflection of your patience
But it was misunde
rstood as ruthless arrogance.
You never targeted anyone with your rude judgment
But was still treated with resentment.
Your wails of agony are known only to your solitude
Thank your solitude that always showed great fortitude.
It could have suffocated every pore of your being
But it chose to make you a strong human being.
It did not paint you as a sympathy monger
But manifested you as a strong fighter.
You could be written off
But your gripping story can't be written off