Poetry

The meet

Years back, we met
Sitting on a garden bench
Lilies in the moonlight
Talked for hours About family,friends and the world outside
All that was unnecessary
But the things from heart never withdrew from the lips.
Today again, we met
Bumped into each other
The same place, moonlight, lilies and the same bench
The same topics we ended years back
Again, didn’t talk about what was in the heart
Left each other’s side for unknown reasons
And for uncountable years.

@Maya

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