Under my palm

Under my palm are my veins
And my veins reach my heart
If u put ur hand in mine
U’ll be able to trace the passages
To the place, where I keep ur memories

U would know,
of the unmentioned and the unsaid,
of unexpressed longings
of hope in my gloom
of chaos amidst my peace
of fear in my silence
and the tears in my laughs

the tears in my laughs
yes, of the tears in my laughs