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,
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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