Friday, June 18, 2010

Sisters




We were always together and different.

That was good.

Miles we travelled, while we chose;

Our decisions,

Drifting apart,

Our company

Lost between extremities;

Changed.

Beyond the blurred years

You wrote,

Unaware of which

My pen too frequented over a few lines.

We read each other with surprise.

Our verses remain the same –

Different.

We understood

Overcoming a speechless pain,

We remain different;

We are complementary;

We are still together;

Sisters;

Daughters of the same mother

Who holds us together,

In life and lines

When we think of her,

We remain.

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