Secret

A strange word

Secret

It seems to me the meaning betrays itself

No one can ever know a secret

If somebody knows it

Then it can't be a secret

Can it?

Because it is known

Or maybe if only one person knows it

Then it's their secret

Is that right?

If a secret is told

Then it mustn't be a secret anymore

Should I dwell on this thought?

Am I just wasting my time

Trying to figure out something

That doesn't really matter?

Besides

I don't fully understand it

I could think about it

For the rest of my life

And never get an answer

But now that I brought it up

It will bother me forever

How can a secret be a secret

If it is known?

Does anybody know?

Author's Note

this is just a reflective piece. I'm not actually looking for answers

Reviews

[Eldee]

Mmm- why not look for answers? Such answers could solve many problems of humanity ;)
Wonderful, thought provoking poem. Not many people write about secrets.
Believe me, however, this poem and these thoughts were hardly time wasting for both you and the reader.
Fantastic job my friend!

[Jinx's Heart]

Haha...good, because I don't have an answer for you. ;) I like your style. I could never do it, but I appreciate being able to read it. I like the subject and rhythm. Well done. :)