– Khushbu
In a bedlam of the unknown
Just two of them aloft meet
Along a line of strangled conversations
They set up a connection beneath.
Just two of them aloft meet
Along a line of strangled conversations
They set up a connection beneath.
Speaking to each other, exchanging thoughts,
Sets forth a friendship remark.
An unknown bond strikes the scene,
With a natural trust developed within.
What a crazy streak hits the mind,
When a stranger exhibits the trustworthy side,
When the mind and heart are bound to decide,
To give it a try, by and by.
Sets forth a friendship remark.
An unknown bond strikes the scene,
With a natural trust developed within.
What a crazy streak hits the mind,
When a stranger exhibits the trustworthy side,
When the mind and heart are bound to decide,
To give it a try, by and by.
Yet a fear reasonably rests beneath,
For the future being unfaithful enough,
to remove the friendly sheath.
And reversing the time,
to create a distance,
Leaving behind the disability,
To again cross the fence.
For the future being unfaithful enough,
to remove the friendly sheath.
And reversing the time,
to create a distance,
Leaving behind the disability,
To again cross the fence.
But the further ongoing is rather held,
As though to meet the stranger was destined,
In the same town who dwells
With a difference of little familiarity,
To be improved as well.
As though to meet the stranger was destined,
In the same town who dwells
With a difference of little familiarity,
To be improved as well.
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