Wednesday, June 1, 2011


We don’t hunt for a bond

But tricking a meteorologist,

companionship rains in a second

devoid of a forecast!

Need not a lifetime to realize

Just a few seconds of talk,

a hi, smile and tats it.

Fastened by divine grace

As they walk together

Unsaid promise trust grows

Amongst two caring souls

Dwelling in different worlds

Sharing blisses and burdens

They bond without friction

Oh God! Touchwood!

Wish this lasts forever
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