I Wonder!

Where promises made at night go?
I wonder why they rarely see the light!
Are they prohibited to come true,
Or light sweeps away
What dim lights of the stars draw?!



Draw line upon line
To make the portrait complete!
Never miss a line
Or try to camouflage it;
Each one tells a story.
Each one has a memory.
So, be careful about
Sharp lines around the eyes and
Deep ones around the closed lips;
They represent the confined feelings
And the deep dark secrets!