Some Unspoken Words

Years ago I didn’t know him; still there was an itch to talk,
His appearance every time astounded me,
And the plea was to get our hearts lock,

Time passed by, I could witness the coldness of distance,

We never exchanged any words, there was no such instance,


Hoarded by a miracle, we initiated the conversation somehow,
The one I honor, is my friend now,

Desire is to make this amity persistent,
None knows what the count will do,
But for me, he is the one who is consistent

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