Stories you hide.

In the ❤s, they reside,
Cleverly your lips hide.
Them lies!
Clearly seen,
In your eyes.
Those joys, unexperienced, untouched, unfelt,
For whatever you have dealt.
With the smile you put on,
No soul could melt.
Stories unread,
Little that revealed?
Misspelt.

Purpose

Everything has been made easy for those it has been created for.

It simply implies.
Everything you are made for and is meant for you will come easy. A sense of comfort has been created in it for you. Only you have to recognise it and read the natures call, accept it without resistance.

Oft in life we keep following and  pursuing things in the names of our dislikes and likes ignoring completely what purpose our existence holds and what passion we never explored.