Self-explanatory. I think. :P
A LITTLE VOICE:
A little whisper into the ear of another,
A little furtive glance at you.
A tiny smirk, and a nod of the head,
As the secret is now shared between two.
A little hesitation as she regards the person,
A little thinking done on her part.
A single blink, and she moves,
As the secret-telling starts.
A little anger starts to cloud your mind;
A little depressed you start to be.
A clench of the fist, slamming against the door,
As you try to release.
A little sob you let out,
A little pain you try to erase.
A tiny bit better you might feel,
As every emotion gets replaced.
A little peek at the corner of your eye,
A little consideration on your behalf.
A pause at happened between the telling,
As someone notices your bluff.
A little arm goes around you,
A little voice whispers hi.
A flower was put into your hand,
As a little girl tells you not to cry.
A little reassurance you start to feel,
A little more comforted you become.
A smile she gives you shows her trust,
As she slips her hand into your palm.
A little secret may have been told,
A little gossip had been spread.
A bit of injustice you might feel,
As you try to forget.
A little time you might need,
A little song you might chant.
A tiny bit courage you must possess,
As you fail to face it up front.
A little knife and a room,
A little kidnap might be said.
A sigh of relief as it’s contained,
As the secret is already dead.
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Poems
PoetryMostly poems and musings of my overactive imagination. I hope you find something here that you can love and relate to.