In the tapestry of life, a thread so fine,
A friend emerged, a bond divine.
Through the realms of time, we found our way,
A connection blossomed, brighter each day.
With laughter and stories, we painted the air,
Shared secrets and dreams, a friendship so rare.
In the garden of trust, our hearts took root,
A friendship bloomed, bearing sweet fruit.
Late-night talks and adventures untold,
Through highs and lows, our spirits consoled.
He became my confidant, my closest kin, In his presence,
A sanctuary within, but in the echoes of moments, a subtle shift.
His name starts the letter 'O,'
He came and conquered my heart.
Four year gap is not a big deal for me,
All I want is to be loved and cared for.
I am hoping our strings get attached,
And not get cut for any prevail reasons.
I forgot how butterflies felt like for so long,
Until he made me remember how it feels.
The clock ticking on the wall, waiting for my heart to reply,
The candles on the table, got blown by the wind coming.
From the window which was opened but I didn't notice,
My feelings continues to grow vast and deeper than I thought.
Unseen, unnoticed, a heart's gentle drift,
I shared my truth, my feelings laid bare.
Not realizing love was lingering there,
Confession hung heavy, words on my lips.
I felt my emotions go bittersweet, yet I smiled through,
He didn't push me away though he remained to be my best friend.
Maybe when the times comes, we both will find out the anticipation,
Life is unpredictable and no one knows what might happen in distant future.
A truth unspoken, a secret eclipse,
He, my dear friend, with grace so divine.
Explained the reasons, why he couldn't be mine,
He left it to fate, to the hands above.
A testament to faith, a testament to love,
Though I felt the ache, the sting of the fall.
He handled my heart with the gentlest of thrall,
In the canvas of friendship, a chapter still opened.
Yet gratitude lingers, our story composed,
For in the tapestry of life, though our paths maybe different.
He remain etched in the gallery of my heart,
A friend, a confidant, a treasure untold.
In the book of memories, his pages unfold,
So here's to the journey, the laughter, the pain.
A sentimental melody, a heart's gentle refrain,
The sands of time will reveal the truth eventually.
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Anthology Of Love(Poetry Collection)
PoetryGreetings dear readers! This is my first ever poems book. And um I wrote these all based on my personal experiences. As you may journey through chapters of this book based on my life and events throughout. A little sprinkle of the chapters are ficti...
