A Long Lost Friend- A Poem
Came she to meet me:
Dressed in ragged clothes,
Wearing a coquettish smile
Came she to greet me :
A phantom of my past.
Intoxicated with the wine of gratitude,
Dancing with the music of my success,
Drenched in the rain of opulent peace,
I was not ready to meet her
Stumbling towards her, I welcomed her with a tiring smile
We both stared at each other for ages,
Diving into the currents of time where we both were but One.
Separated by the dust of ages, bound in the spell of shared agonies, blessed through pleasure, and evolved as separate beings
She reminisced about me as her thankless child
I remembered her as a frenemy.
Taking souvenirs of the past in the guise of my tears, she vaporized from where she emerged.
And a part of the past became present,
Only to stay with me forever.
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