In the recesses, of our hearts

In the recesses, of our hearts,

lies countless dreams & desires,

sprouting from our wishes,

restrained by our realities. 

Concealed...hearts 

Locked in the confines,

of the aspirations failed,

emotions that swelled,

impulses that are wrong,

our guilts and the remorse, 

for some immoral thoughts,

attractions, and infatuations, 

eccentric hobbies or interests,

and some secrets & promises,

taken to our death beds.... 

Then, were some cherished times,

that are too special, to be shared,

intimate moments, and company,

blooming the spring, of our life,

or souvenirs of nostalgic moments,

collected and stored delicately,

in the cabinets, carefully selected,

for reminiscing, in our days... 

For, when we were alone,

we could revisit and learn,

reliving those tender emotions,

be it joy, anger, shame or affection...

Flowing through, recesses of our heart!