(The lost messages from a friend)
Where are you friend??
I’m sinking, gasping for breath… You are the breath…
Bent, broken and shattered my pieces looks for you…
You can mend this broken soul …
Your smile can move me, shake me to the core and revive me……
But, where are you friend???
Today, I don’t even find your reflections (memories)...
Even if I glance at them they give me pain…
Tells me that you are not there and assures that
YOU WON’T BE THERE…
How much my eyes search for you….
This assurance kills me, murders the title we gave to our friendship
“BEST FRIENDS”
I think of you when I happen to end my day...
So maybe the next day brings your voice back in my life……..
All I want is a pat,
All I need is a nice long chat,
So that I can bring you, bring you back….
While you are busy running the city,
The bridge between you and me is burning down
Every moment a piece of wood becomes charcoal…
And soon it will fall
While the time flies by,
You won’t fly to me even if you wish too...
One day, finally you’ll stop among all this mess,
Your teary eyes will fall on me,
Your weary body will need a handful of help..
Don’t you worry dear friend,
I’ll be there on the other side of the bridge,
We both will be glancing at each other
Wanting to sit together,
Bring out our best memories..
I desire to listen to your woes
And
Seeing you smile,
I’ll throw my thousand piles of worries away………
With these beautiful expressions of true friendship…
We will smile at each other
And take the first step again…
But you know what friend???
“There will be no bridge for us to walk on…..”
Everything will come to a standstill
And I’ll fall in trench of regret when I take my first step..
But then soon I’ll realise that
You’ve only put fire to that beautiful garlanded bridge of ours….
The fire will flow from my eyes coz a part of me will know that
“You’ll not return”
And finally
I’ll depart with a handful of those black charcoals…..
You, on the other side will see me goo,
But you’ll not return,
You’ll not go back…
You’ll be there for Seasons to change,
For the sky to alter its shades with just one hope…
That one day,
THE LAND ON WHICH I STAND
AND THE LAND WHICH DRANK YOUR TEARS
WILL FINALLY MEET….
BUT THEY’LL NEVER MEET
NEVER…
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