“And I saw you.
For one more time.
Maybe, not for the last
Clock time.
I saw you,
Picking up the old time
Gathering the memories
To be taken along
To write new stories.
Leaving behind
History; and
To ink the new diary with not so cryptic entry.
Saw.....
Getting lost in the miseries
Caused by the distant friendship;
Which in the coming years will be celebrated;
As anniversaries….
As anniversaries….
Friendship that once knew no boundaries
With only accomplished victories
And secretly kept the pockets filled
With the some hours of unreal smiles…
And the eyes never lied
The love that they hide
Behind the wet eyes.”
- Pushkin Channan
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