Sweet Encounter
I was on my way to the temple when i saw two friends met up, co-incidently. It was something i couldn't forget all day and i had to write a poem about it by evening. Like shakespeare says, your hope and friends are infinite. you meet new people, get to know them become great friends then comes a time when you part and meet more new people and they aslo become your friends.. it's like a repetitive cycle. There's always room for more friends and each friend is equally special.
A young man walked on a busy road, next to the provision store
he looked bright and smart in the blue kurta he wore,
from across the road, a voice called him - "Sanjeev"
He turned around, another guy came to the fore.
They looked at eachother totally surprised
meeting after a yore, they shook their hands
and like that was no good, they hugged eachother tight.
this went on to show their friendship was prized.
I stood their watching, as they exchanged greetings,
they were strangers yet i could relate to their feelings.
reunions are always joyous and touch the heart
as its always a dear one with whom you had part.
~~ chetana. N
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