September Poem 01

My heart is so heavily guarded,

Not even I can penetrate it.

My life’s secret is so deeply buried,

Not even I can unearth it.

But you can!

You own the key to my heart —

And your kindnes,

It melts the earth

And reveals all secrets

Burried underneath

The frozen palettes.



I forgot when I first scribbled these words, which later became this poem. It must have been a couple of months ago. It could be longer. Who knows.

I never did have a title for it. So, for the sake of publication, I decided to use September Poem 01 as the title as I plan to publish some more untitled poems later this month.