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To Our Horizon...


And just like the sky and the earth,
just the two train tracks...

We are together, yet we will never meet!

Parallel they call it, we call it love,
being together without meeting has its own charm...

We are not bound by the society, nor the norms,
our hearts are with each other, somewhere in the deepest corner...

I won't lie, I started to believe in our own lie,
like we feel the sky meets the earth on the horizon,
when we see it from far...

My heart believed that we have our own horizon too,
and someday... someday we will meet there...

Till then, let's carry each other in our hearts,
tell our story with various names and laugh...
Let's deny calling it love...

And, on lonely nights, on rainy days, 
on the spring mornings, on a sunny bright day of summer, 
And, on just every day...

Let's wait for our horizon to arrive... soon...!!!

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  1. Anonymous2 July 2020 at 08:01

    Beautiful thought and words. Very true!

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  2. Unknown2 July 2020 at 08:48

    Just awesome

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  3. Shruti Sharda2 July 2020 at 10:37

    Beautiful expressions... Just that my experience has been different.
    We outgrow our feelings with time... Our lives only grows with our deeper understanding for self.
    Time has charm when we feel,good that love story dint work out.... We both flourished in different ways... rather few stories that never started and the person grew so beautifully to only get me a wish... What if!!.... We could be together now.

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    1. Chaya2 July 2020 at 12:15

      Good thought, will write something on this perspective too.. it was more focused on good adhuri kahanis..

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  4. Shruti Sharda2 July 2020 at 10:38

    You poem reminds me of Radha Krishna love

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    1. Chaya2 July 2020 at 12:16

      Wow... The best comment ever!! ♥️♥️♥️

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