Some words we can’t speak
Our mouth doesn’t allow them to leak
They keep peeping from the windows of eyes
And keep hanging on our tongue.

They remain unspoken for a time
Sometimes throughout the span of life
Always ready to be spoken
But again pulled in by the tongue.

A few times they jumped out
But then twisted and turned upside down
Making meaningless sense
Closed by a means of fence.

Not spoken for a cause
They keep waiting for the dawn
Peeping from the windows of eyes
This is the truth you can’t deny.