"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
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
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