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"And when I cry. For once, I wish you come back To say me it's fine To tell me I'll get normal  And I'll only know  It'll take a life time. The voice that everyone will miss The pain that only I'll kiss. The magic of the hug received May be I will never share; Though your presence will Always deceive. I will wish that we had more days And as the time decays Our love for each other Never fades away."          - Pushkin Channan

"A letter That just got delivered And I pray It makes you feel better Winged with sweetener And not acting like a pretender Sitting apart Yet I believe We are connected at ❤️ The promises, I'm sure Will last forever Irrespective of those Changing weather(s) And someday I wish I write you a letter  And tell if life's good Death is better."     - Pushkin Channan

Dear Sister, This is where we stand today. On the eve of your marriage, I'm writing down this letter to you that capture my feelings and emotions on the blank paper. Today, I feel that if I would have told you and talked to you about this earlier being a kid, the thought of you leaving me behind and entering a new house wouldn't have bothered me much. Maybe I wasn't ready to accept the fact that sisters do go away. They have to start a new innings in their life. Just few hours left and I have started thinking about you dressed up in the bridal gown. And trust me it blows away my mind and takes out my soul out of the body. You and I, don't share the blood relation but somewhere you must know that how much I love you. From strangers to friends, friends to best friends and then accepting each other as siblings we both have grown up. Time has flown with godspeed. Ever since we know each other, our love has only multiplied. Yes, we've shared our life's secrets wi

"And tomorrow you'll be missed The walls of your room Will cherish the memories That it made With you In last 27 years When you decided to share and rant All your anger, anguish and emotions In the middle of the night. Dear Sister, I wish - I could have promised not to trouble you Ever again; Looks like I'm already too late. I even would share my favourite chocolates With you And if you want, you keep them all. I wish the day's we spent fighting If were actually spent talking. I wish, I could have got an additional day Talking and sharing with you The unexpressed feelings That my heart carries And I trust You will give both your ears And listen to every words that I say. For the reason We might not get to talk In the same manner  #Ever #Again.          - Pushkin Channan

"As the years pass by And we mature with the ageing signs Our friendship By all means has turned into kinship. The bond  That witnessed many slips in the years gone by Saw an escape being made by the  Best Friend & A Staunch Ally. One trying it does not end Second planning always to mend. The ringing bells in the heaven The descending town's silence Narrated a story Recited a poetry To someone By someone. The derived Emotions Spanned the great Oceans."      - Pushkin Channan

"Hii!! Hand waived to happiness. Long wait, said the friend surrounded by  sadness. The days gone by were full of emptiness That got kissed by loneliness. Along came the sorrows and madness And some added sugar from sappiness. The world became an eye witness To see me suffer from nervousness, that added to my stillness. Glad by your arrival Though little late but that does not matter. I hope this time you stay for long And long enough so that we sail along. Sail along the changing seasons and the years that'll roll over. We shall sing a song To celebrate what we couldn't for long And let togetherness take over the emptiness. You replacing sadness Me getting overwhelmed with gladness. Let's promise to deepen our love for each other That would be nothing less than TOGETHERNESS, FOREVERNESS."         - Pushkin Channan

"Under the blue sky On the land of creepy humans The first few words got shared, and  The emotions expressed they cared. The first lunch hour That was never on the card The first talk outside the office hour The first coffee date That became mandate; intentionally or otherwise The time went on Dates got repeated, months got changed The only thing stable was the relation they made 'BEST FRIENDS' And in the years rolled over their friendship  deepened Despite of those talkless period Inspite of trying not to miss each other The only thing that never got mixed with air  Was the Love for their friendship towards each other...."           - Pushkin Channan

"Years have passed  Since our first talk during the lunch hours. Years have passed Since our first coffee, what you called a date and I named it as 'Outing' Years passed, seasons changed And we matured in our own way. The wrinkles on the face The hair turning brown and white Were the visible ageing signs. Entering into an alien world A place where no was known I, found you sitting on the table And asked if I could fill up the space to make it look more stable The first talks that are always remembered The memories of which forever remain And to that lunch hour I'm still greatful The reason we won on to become the e Best Friends And that is 'Suffixed' with 'Forever'."         - Pushkin Channan

"Dear Night And as I age, I thankyou for letting me fall in love with you. Dear Night Thankyou for making me realise the importance of diminishing day light For teaching me the ways those were always right Allowing me to accompany my peace of mind. Dear Night Thank you for those late night talks Thankyou for the wrong roads not being chosen for the long walks. Dear Night Thankyou to make me fight And allowing me to write  On those blank-left 'whites' The story and the summary of the great heights."            -  Pushkin Channan

"The book of 'Friendship', I wanted to write. Those empty pages which were left blank, now demanded to be inked. Inked in various colors. Describing the emotions. The emotions that were confined to myself only. The memories that were stored in the heart. The pages wanted to get filled with stories that no one knew. The story that could give rise to a new morning. Or a poetry that could give birth to a new dawn. Something new, the occassion demanded. Leaving behind the time that was full of dark. Caused by the years that went talkless. Having not been able to talk, the heart wished if we could go back into the time zone and re-live the occasions that were missed and re-create the memories that would be cherished. Life Long. And in the years lying ahead, the book will be opened and read, 'Once Upon A Time...'."        - Pushkin Channan

"The night that was awaited for long The city lights That heard the songs being sung along. The Music of sadness The lyrics of madness. Making them embrace the sickness Made them kiss the emptiness. Never did they want to miss The occasions that were meant to live. Friends - the world said Best Friends - they acclaimed We are a 'FAMILY' Their 💓 murmured to each other."    - Pushkin Channan

"Those goodbyes That were said Those 💓 felt good byes That received prayers Not to be met. Somehow, somewhere They met Bayonet to bayonet. Ah!! Left behind  The feelings to die With the most prized possession Of those watery eyes. The greatest lies Of being together forever Heard the loudest cries. Those recited lullabies Those recorded voice of the ally Were the 'blessings in disguise' Short lived happiness Saw the sorrow arise Rocketing into the sky. To which keeping alive Was the greatest suicidal attempt That's being survived." Pushkin Channan

"The Evenings Witnessed many Hi's & Bye's For the moments  That were lived  For the occasions That were missed. The Evenings Often followed the  Tiry mornings  Those chairs out In the dusk hour, and  The cups filled  With hot twining's. Made the way for the stars 🌟 That were seen shining. The Evenings  Followed a new dawn Capturing the moments Making the memories To be cherished Life Long."

" The night I loved  Didn't seem to be mine The stars that accompanied me Marked their own ways. Those streetlights On the long deserted miles Always flickered When asked for the extra time. Walking alone Conquering the crest I tried myself proving as the best. The fatevhad something else The destiny had made its plans  To leave me with the empty hands."          - Pushkin Channan 

"Best Friends!! And what define us?? Our talks  Our fights  Making each other  Conquer the height. Keeping aside The non-battlefield fights  Tossing up the dice  And those lately turned off Room's lights. Some sleepless nights  Getting marked as a 'highlight' Taking advice  Without asking for the price Under the streetlights  Of those long miles. And for the coming nights Followed by lights and Petty fights A promise made To remain a staunch friend  And Ally."        - Pushkin Channan 

Sitting in solace as you hear mummers and laughter  Aloof from the rest of the world I guess I should be elated with my belated isolation  It's been so long since I've been companion-less Abandoned by all who showed and care I'm homeless in my own home Everyone dances around me like I'm a ghost Like I' some ruthless monster they set out to destroy Deserted, kithless, withdrawn So desolate and detached Alienated from everyone, even those who wanted me Pushed away, grown apart, these are the excuses I get? I was so insular of what was going on If they wanted to be so separated so retired from me They could've just said so

"SORRY A five letter word Narrated a story. The time of glory Described beautifully By Ferrari. They said Do not worry Our friendship, even the flames Would never be able to bury. Each said, when you got me Let's make each day like a party. The sorrows, Each one would take away And bury'em on prairie. Army of two Never let the confidence lose The changing time on the clock Tic tic tock And making'em not to talk Never got opened the door  To the phone ring's knock. Buried under the emotions  Victims of the wrong notions  Commenced the commotions. The story ended with a tale Of not being asked to say that  FIVE LETTER WORD 'SORRY', won't repeat that again."             - Pushkin Channan 

"The rain drops felt like your fingers Cold & Sharp They hit me hard and made me weak People asked me why I was seated Near the beach In the rain Just as they asked me Why I let you accompany an idiot like me I always had the answer 'I liked it's The rain runs down my back Like your voice once used to pierce down my neck As rain grows stronger, I grew weaker The rain goes away and made me cold & wet Just like you did"             - Pushkin Channan 

"The days passed  Marking a new date. Those changed calendar dates None saw each other  And that old growing face That happened to once a 'grace' And now A big disgrace. Separated from a common place  They never tried to be Each other's BAE. Moving on Chasing the dreams Never did it look that easy Staying in the corner of the city  One always wished  The other would see me."       - Pushkin Channan 

"We have had the most awesome times And yes we have gotten into stupid fights! We promise so many things for each other Things that are so wrong They're right They're crazy They're our dreams And now I'm on the other side of the world And I cry every now and then But I know in my heart Even if we're worlds apart nothing Not the seas, oceans or land Can separate the friendship that we have We are the best friends More than that You are my sister, my twin And I'm proud of everything that's been Between you and I I will see you in a few years time And that's no lie A promise that's impossible to bend Yes you are my very very best friend!!" Regards Pushkin Channan 

To Dear Letter, Date - 03/July/2017 Subject - Been a While Been a while Since we wrote Those inked pages Of words Full of emotions. Watching the time fly Gazing at the two winged creature Flocking together. Standing apart Seeing the various weathers We wished We could read and listen The letters full of emotions The speech compiled of love n affection Look forward to Read from you one day Expecting the time to change One fine day. Oh Dear Letter!! Nevertheless, Your words will reach May be in the form of speech We'll write once again To each other And continue to exchange Those words full of love and praise, and Allowing the time bettering the days. Regards ....

"A 'Note' Been a while since I wrote Those 'Words' Of which I could not keep a note Over the blank pages The words of emotions I wrote Inked in the blue and red Leaving the marks in the head Someone in the history rightly said Long lived are the memories engraved on our heart That became a lifetime story."        - Pushkin Channan 

"रौशनी थी चारों तरफ फिर भी उस घर में सन्नाटा था खूब रोइ वो माँ, कहती मेरा बेटा राज दुलारा था तिरंगे में लिपट के जब आया, बोले पिता मेरा बेटा बहादुर था इक कोने में विलपति बहन, बोली मेरा भाई लाखो में एक था कहते सबको मीडिया वाले इस शेर ने देश के लिए जान दी कोई पूछे उनके घर वालों से के कैसे उनकी सांस चली क्या कहना उन वीर जवानो का सरहद पर जो सारी उम्र लड़े कुछ अपने ही देश को खा गए उस सैनिक की वीरगति का विषय लिए"     - Pushkin Channan 

"That one familiar voice Filled the heart with joy Once again was silenced The long prevailing sickness Was always gonna be the friend forever Not the friend in need, but The friend who always let one meet the doctor when in need The need the meet the doctor The urge to bear the torture Injections, medicines, supplements were now seen in the drawers Of the bed side tables"   

"Those dates and days Which they could never predict With the flow of time Left them with the photographs clicked Th images carrying the memories The pictures depicting the stories Having known no boundaries Friendship was the matter of centuries Distanced by the number miseries Those red marks on the ivories Ended the series with the memories And the diaries left with cryptic entries"       - Pushkin Channan 

"And one evening, you would realize how much she cared Owning to the world her success in the followed years About the failures she never feared The emotional stuffs which were always shared The rate of happiness also got squared The greed to share always helped the wound to repair Battling in her own ways Grown up with the suffering days, she decided to make a move Without expecting much of praise And then one day she just left behind all the materialistic ways."           - Pushkin Channan 

"Last night, I took the road less travelled Over the days, months and a year Followed by one sided conversation You & I, in the awe of time Became the Best Friends Forever And to that eclipse i still take a bow That made us fall apart Forcing us to wake from the beautiful dream That lasted not that long So that we could sing along The song of friendship The song that could never be completed And making me feel like the one who has always been cheated Shattered into pieces The remains of which will never be accumulated."                          - Pushkin Channan 

"बैठ बैठ कर थक सा जाता हूँ ये दिल भी ज़रा घबरा सा जाता है कभी किसी ने याद किया तो ठीक वरना दीवारों से बात करके सो जाता हूँ बैठ कर ये दिल घबरा जाता है जाने वालों का अक्सर जाना याद आ जाता है मेहमानों की भी हलचल कम हो गई है ये वक़्त भी आजकल गुज़ारना मुश्किल हो गया है"         - Pushkin Channan 

"थक सा गया हूँ ज़िन्दगी से यूँ ही भीड़ के साथ दौड़ता हुआ कब बुझेगी वो आग कब चैन की नींद ले सकूँगा मैं अपनों से जीतने की कोशिश कई खूबसूरत रिश्तों को बिखरते देखा है मैंने अच्छे आछो को टूटते देखा है ये ज़िन्दगी है कोई खेल का मैदान नहीं काबिलियत हो तो मजदूर भी पूजा जाता है पैसे के बल पर मैंने अक्सर नौकरियों को बिकते देखा है थक सा गया हूँ मैं ज़िन्दगी से यूँ ही भीड़ के साथ दौड़ता हुआ"            - Pushkin Channan

"Those fair weather tales Had now turned pale Marking an end To the beautiful fairy tale After effects of which were to prevail Lest we forget, The memories that were built Less we regret, And get convicted of the guilt"         - Pushkin Channan 

"आओ ज़रा वापस चलें उन्ही गलियों में जहाँ से दिन शुरू किया करते थे। नींद की झुग्गियों से होते हुए चलो एक नया ख्वाब ढूँढ़ें। छेड़ती हैं सर सर चलती ये हवाएँ आओ इन्हें चीर के आगर निकलें आओ वापस के चलो एक ख्वाब नया बुनें...."     - Pushkin Channan 

"And today again those memories got refreshed Looked as if someone threw stones in that stagnant water The water of memories Filled with those catchy conversations  The Conversations that now haunted for long in the head  Responsible for my sleepless and tiry nights  Which were never to repeat  And made me felt deceived By my own tears anf thoughts  Which never became mine And responsible for me falling in Love With darkness, loneliness, isolation and calmness."             - Pushkin Channan

"Another day Another date Rolled over with that same moon in the sky Made me wasted Forced me to taste it All the errors of the past. Never debated For the world I created Coz I was the only alchemist or my life."     - Pushkin Channan 

"Two different cities  We sit miles apart Glad that we are still friends by heart Connected by the common thread of Understanding and Care We still steel out the time  When it's been couple of years Getting angry, screaming the hell out  Is though obnoxious  But that's how we have turned around to be With the every changing season more too often And I look forward to To be connected With that selfless thread of LOVE, AFFECTION AND CARE"     - Pushkin Channan

“Being your friend was great And falling in love with your friendship  Was seeing a TV serial  That’s always uncertain about its end. The years gone by acted as episodes  The conversations left in between  Looked like characters that left the show in between  And not understanding the criticality nor the importance  Of it being not completed Giving birth to a new story Again which would never be completed without those characters.”          - Pushkin Channan

"And then there came a story in the town Of two friends Narrated in poetry  Friends who didn't know the depth of their love until separation Friends for whom sadness acted as a wall between the two gardens Friends who talked endlessly when ceased to be at peace with their thoughts  Friends who were the prisoners of their own thoughts Friends who seeked ecstasy in love and never complained about the suffering Friends who lost love somewhere between what was said & never meant And what was meant but was never said Friends who out of the suffering emerged as the strongest souls in the end But forgot with whom they laughed  And remembered with whom they wept; themselves"       - Pushkin Channan 

"Sometime I wish we were still that old friends Chasing our own dreams And having each other's back  Rocking everyone all around  Holding the hand tight When the fear of getting lost in the crowd arose Walking hand in hand Conquering the untouched milestones And never letting the other fall Down from conquering that mountain cliff That was the planned destination  Being Best Friends for one more time in this lifetime Coz who knows if we meet in the next birth time"      - Pushkin Channan  

To Dear Best Friend, 09/April/2016 Writing to you at a time when half of the world is fast asleep. And also being sure about the fact that this letter is never going to reach you and get your eyes. I have, very, often read on the internet that midnight conversations are the most loyal and honest ones. And I'm just putting an effort to pen down my loyal words that carry the same amount of love and affection as a year ago. My stylograph still bleed in various colors when I miss you. Never do I understand why time made us each other's best friend too. I still remember the calendar dates and time when we both made ouself available for each other irrespective of the day's time. Those harsh words when any wrong deed done and those words of praise when something good made our status raised. Having your back was always like an extra back bone for me. Some bad deeds by the world, then, never bothered me. Been a year we didn't talk. Dates got repeated and year

After the last message dropped I started missing you Though texted couple of minutes ago Yet I started missing you The last word of apology The sentence in which I mentioned the word 'sorry' I wanted to tell you And yes I did Through the different modes And I believe that you know it by all means Never said to you, Dear Best Friend That I Miss You Feared what I’ll be thought of in the mind of you And even today I’m afraid to tell you That I Miss You"       - Pushkin Channan

“April 04, 2016 The last when we missed each other The date That reminds me of I being a happy creature That calendar date I could prognosticate That would change way how we use to celebrate The ways of appreciating the efforts The modes of expressing the emotions Those hard earned days Were now all in vain Time changed In a manner that seemed strange Hard to believe Tough to accept For those goodbye's which we never wanted to be met The never said goodbye The farewell was concluded, unexpectedly With last sip of coffee, unfortunately  The broken promises were the earned trophy With every step away They went on to become the best known-to-each-other-strangers again April 04, 2017.”          - Pushkin channan

“It’s been more than a year since we last met each other. I still remember that evening when you made me wait for you in the coffee outlet😉. The same outlet that made us have coffee for the first time together and probably the last time till we next catch up. Yes, for sure there would be sign of ages on your face. The experience proven by the wrinkles formed by the time’s grace and those spectacles on your nose covering your eyes. The world says, ‘a lot can happen over coffee’s and yes they were correct. That day made us meet for the last time and enjoy the moment that created memories forever, for me. The time played the most wittiest game. Actions that I was actually afraid of started taking place. And I have been living along the memories ever since that day. Every notification on the phone makes me feel like a message dropped in by you, which I know would never be true. It’s like hoping the best but accepting the worst and somewhere in my heart I know, those memories, will be F

"Wish those days could be lived again For they filled the new blood in my veins  Wish those days could be lived again B'coz the mind was never too strained  Wish those days.... .....reason, we always searched for the new ways  Wish the time kept us intact To remain in the dark from realizing the fact Of how bad we are at being  'Distanced Friends' Wish those final smile(s) to come again this time  For we shall not meet in another lifetime Wish that 'Final Drive' on the streets of 'STEP' town again take place  For the reason you will never get a chance to receive those heartfelt goodbye's  And those font fair-well because of the time's disgrace."                - Pushkin Channan 

"And then he picks up his stylograph Trying to gather the memories in blue On the white of that empty book That boiled now for a year in the head. The reason only she listened to him The reason for she was the one who never scolded him The reason she was his new love for midnight The reason her inked pages reminded him of her The reason was those empty pages that stored the memories The Reason was his 'DEAR DIARY'."        - Pushkin Channan  

"The days passed And he saw himself Turning old gradually As others And Somewhere Between Life and Death Someone else as well Not with him Miles apart Waiting to come And making the presence count Before someone is laid down ⬇ 'To Rest Forever'."          - Pushkin Channan 

"...and some conversations never got completed. Those half sent words of praise(s) Those loud words of anger and aguish Those emotions were never felt again The duo chased the dreams Fighting all the odds with soul's loudest scream The scream of leaving good(s) behind The shout of carrying the desires in mind The Best Friends, once again in the awe of nature Were seemed getting separated Those never said goodbye's And those half read conversations Never got completed For the reason those words needed lips to sing and ear to hear Hence those conversations never saw a new morning The only reason 'Those Conversations Could Never Be Completed'."           - Pushkin Channan

"Early summer days Busy in their own ways Long time back Was the last seen Over the months and years They became the Best Friends, indeed Let's meet one fine day Over the coffee The plan made Busy lives, same could be seen on the road sides Driving back from the office Stuck in between and searching the best possible way Reached the shop Where they shopped Sitting in the silence Drowned in the river of emotions That first sip of coffee And the conversation started The session of Q&A Searching the answers by jumping in the bay. The time fled Had to go back. No heartfelt goodbye's No font fair well That last cup of coffee Left behind a wonderful STORY"                - Pushkin Channan

“Meeting an old friend I remembered of you Thinking of the golden Days spent with you The days that Made me create The memories The days where We declared ourselves Being each other besties The time I restored My faith in world That made me unfurled A vote of thanks For the 'Unsaid words A note to self No ears left For the words That went unheard”      - Pushkin Channan 

"You and I Nestled together The memories That are cherished In present time. You and I Gave ears To the words Which roam In galaxy now. You and I Made the best of time And became Best Friends FOREVER"       - Blogger Pushkin

"I once had a friend, A Best Friend We lived days Where we made New trend(s) Making each other feel As godsend The time spend The memories made Trying to make other Rest in the shade The shade of care In the lap of never shown That caring nature Secrets got traded Privacy got invaded In the world that we created The world of our thoughts Which on the heart Left big spots Hope that you are happy Making every life around you Snappy"      

"Doors shut Eyed closed Windows sealed Flashback played  Memories laid. The golden days Best Friend ways Each other's Best Not worry about the Rest Filling the empty pages The book of Friendship Creating hassle Shouting at at the top Smiling at the lowest Gone are the days Those wonderful, happy memorable days"      - Pushkin Channan 

"March, 2016 Year rolled over March, 2017 A year passed No talks Those needles On the clock Filled up the memories In the jukebox Not even locked Those lengthy talks Never happened again The descriptive words Never got ears again The tears poured As the rain in the season The heart cried Without any intimation Those half said words Those never fulfilled promises Those long walks And the deep thoughts The distance Created the Wall The wall of blocks The blocks of our memories"         - Pushkin Channan 

"An isolated mind A broken heart The bleeding pen Inked pages That friend Best Friend Missed Memories kissed Notifications Remembrance Good days Once lived Long gone now"           - Blogger Pushkin 

"One day you'll fly away, A friend said to another For the dreams To be chased down For the mountains To be conquered. Shut up you fool Comes the reply We will be the best friends Don't ever you get worry. Those friends Who, Walk hand in hand Make up the fallen stand, and Half the sorrows. Those promises Vanished like snow In the valley Disappeared like The stranded water On the roadside. And then in between SOMEONE FLED AWAY"     

“Best friends Confessions made Promises said Meetings failed Plans dropped Session of Complaints Teary eyes Wet cloth Tired brain Heart strained Catchy thoughts Apologies session Some great lessons Tired of the expectations Leave me alone The heart said Ailing I'm leaving you For the reason Isolation is new Friend for me One last thing 'JUST FORGET ME’.” - Pushkin Channan

“Someone was being missed Someone one being chased down Missed in the dreams Chased in the mind For all the memories That were made together For once in this lifetime Living in their own zone Enjoying their own comfort None bothered to know About well being of Each other Best Friends FOREVER They said Best strangers they became Having all the secrets And keeping them to selves”    - Pushkin Channan 

“A new relationship in the town Among the humans A pen and a some empty pages Letting each other talk Not making news Keeping the secrets To themselves Pen was 'he’ Empty pages of the diary was 'she’ Those pages Thoughts disappeared Feelings expressed Emotions evolved Time made One a good listener Other a good narrator”       - Pushkin Channan 

“I do not know what if you come back Being my best friend May be I'll cry or just be silently seated But I know on the other end You will, Like always Continue the talk As if nothing changed ever Asking me to say something And forcing me to tell about myself Things will again start from the scratch May be this time a little differently A little more awkwardly Strange though Same people Best Friends once And then those awkward moments Hi, hello, how are you??”    - Pushkin Channan 

“Best Friend I miss you Don't know why? But yes I do Yes I miss those days When we made The lifelong memories Promise of not leaving each other Standing in the bad Not to show off the Success Those beautiful, awesome days I wish could be lived again The reason I miss you my friend My Best Friend”         - Pushkin Channan 

"It was a big day The day of her marriage A young daddy's girl Turning into a woman Entering a new world Shouldering the new responsibilities. Marriage Eve The greatest lesson Learn new But never forget your values Be a role model Idolise your Mom Love everyone Do not hate anyone Give respect Earn the same Remember what you were taught Be what you are And then the day Came Her marriage Family was happy Finally married Hug by the family And hug by her first hero Her FATHER A young daddy's girl Now a newly married woman"         - Pushkin Channan 

" And then one day The decision was made Not to talk  Ever. To once the Best Friends FOREVER Putting everything to an end. No exclamation marks No helping verbs To help them getting back  Helping the drowning Friendship Reach the shore The sea roared  Hitting the backbone like a sword No C6H12O22 That could add some sweetness In the fading relation too. And then suddenly it ended  No notification  And then came the day of cremation."         - Pushkin Channan 

“The world slept And someone still remained awake In the dreams, in reality No one ever knew Those sleepless nights Those tiry sleep on the bed Was the reason For all the diseases. Doctors failed To diagnose the symptom Failing to figure out the root cause Someone then slept ‘FOREVER'.”         - Pushkin Channan 

“Message drops An old friend asks To stay in touch Glad I said Pleasure is all mine I informed. I wanted to Came the reply You need a companion I discovered, the belief said. I said, Yes Let's be together As friends Living miles apart Keeping the hearts connected We promised. What if you leave, I feared Didn't share the thought Let's talk daily Other said I replied, fine Same thought ruled my mind What if…. Let it go on Will cherish the every moment till then, I pledged!!”       - Pushkin Channan 

“Message dropped No reply Mastered in ignoring each other One more time One more year Moved a level up in the game The game of 'ignorance’ The game of hatred Lost the belief in world Got surrounded by own thoughts One more resolution No more friends No more attachments.”

"The middle of the night Standing awake I saw a shadow following me On the deserted road Looked as if the route was less taken For the reason there was no footprint On the path that was chosen Standing alone, looking for the companion I heard a known voice, shouting and saying, 'I am here, don't fear' Looked back and saw no one there Life again made a mockery of my emotions."           - Pushkin Channan

"And then they decided not to talk Breaking the wonderful journey of the beautiful long walk. They, in the mid way Created the memories Lived the moments. Lifted up the fallen And turned the cry into smile. Never letting the one fall Finding the way always For the much needed talk after the long break. The breaks now were forever The miles now had increased. They distances once again were increased Not on the roads, but in the mind."               - Pushkin Channan 

"I'm not a book That's touched and felt Instead I'm a story That's that's opened and read. The never narrated story And never recited poetry Be the part of it, and Feel the difference. Be my friend and get the wonderful memories made. Because we all never pray That everything that we do make sense. To someone sitting somewhere else!!"       - Pushkin Channan 

"Those old days We were friends. We were the Best Friends Breaking the stereotypes We lived every moment at our will. And then the black cloud came in Giving the message of something scary. I wish, I could have understood that And not acted like a kid But then the destiny played it's role. Making the Best Friends strangers again An unexpected start to the friendship brought an unexpected end."                - Pushkin Channan 

“They smiled for one more time Forgetting about the past The fights and the quarrels And unfortunately it was a virus That seemed to enter the wrong brain That caused no gain and  all that was received was more of pain Learning to live in an isolation At an undisclosed location The time made a last smile come on the face May be to make them realize the importance of the nature's game The game that started almost a year ago And continued to play when we are learning how to grow To grow without the one who was your best friend To move-on in the life without the one who was Godsend That Last Smile was a million dollar smile.”             - Pushkin Channan