There is the locked heart
For a while, it was a locked heart
Try if you like,
But weeks later you would know
I said so,
Don’t try the other wrong keys
I thought you had got the right key
…
Trust is that home…
A Home which is not to be misplaced
Here is something to stay for
Or
For you to TAKE AWAY with you
No more will you say
That I change and change and change myself
…
But still, the lock remains a lock
Closed on itself, maybe.
…
The lock that can’t say
‘Don’t open me or I won’t open with a certain key’,
Does that mean you Run away?
Did you mean to stay?
Or what did you mean to say?
Try this key, maybe.
Would you try again?
Would you?
Dushwari