Poetry

And We Met

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Through words we met
and some verses weaved a hope to behold
and despite of being miles apart
an unseen thread
bonded our deviant souls

I read her achievements with interest
she applauded my stories untold
I remained in awe on her grit to succeed she crinkled her smiles on my mysterious prose

We never met,
never heard our voices to reckon,
neither shared any common thoughts,
nor we cried or laughed on shared goal

But despite being strangers,
and living in an aberrant world,
we found a mystic hope that stayed,
like an unstated decree casted on stone,
unexplainable, sure it was,
abstruseness, it might as well sound
yet we found something to cling on to,
or ponder like a sagacious view,
to be treasured for a lifetime,
without the burden of any name to announce ,
for some relationships are best
when left undefined

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61 thoughts on “And We Met”

  1. This is absolutely genius writing, beautifully written.πŸ’– This describes one of the most important relationship of my life, left undefined. Love doesn’t always needs a name.😊 Made my day. Worth every appreciation.🌼

  13. The most beautiful thing I have read till date …….☺️☺️. Somethings are left best undefined. …………and sometimes words are not enough to express admiration.😊😊

  24. Oh..what should I say, Shantanu. You have defined all the undefined relations in this world with your beautiful magical words. Sometimes feelings are not defined but they become so pure, serene and close to your heart that you abstain it from categorizing it.
    I hope you know what I mean.

  44. I love this amazing piece! You write so beautifully that the words just leap off the page without trying.

  58. There is such freedom in not putting everything in a box with a label. Beautiful write – enjoyed it, dear Shantanu. Thank you for sharing. πŸ™‚

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