Yes! They had that rare thing
We call platonic love
Serene as ganges
Pure as white dove

They understood each other well
Could read what’s on other’s mind
And comfort in one another’s company
They always find

They celebrated the oneness
And respected the differences
And when they talked
Never drew wrong inferences

He made her feel special
And special he was for her
Day in, day out they would
Talk to each other

Together they chatted
They talked of many things
And also would understand
The lines in between

Exact parallel to each other
Everyone often quipped
Though everyone sensed
They kept mouth tight lipped

For hours they talked
Yet never made the confession
And boundless, endless, and seamless
Became their connection

In heart, though , they knew
For long it can’t continue
As she had to move forward
And he had his own issues

But did they breakup mutually
As mutual as they had everything ??
Or were they separated away
Broken after the fling??

They were so far
Yet in hearts they were near
Alas! They still were far from
Getting anything near

For each other;s happiness
They donned their best smile
For it meant a lot
To someone , afar, miles
Can a mortal ever break
A bond so divine
The pure angelic love
In hearts they confine

Some friendships, my dear
Are forged for eternity
And ”Parallel” also meet
Though only at infinity

-Prankies

Echos of your earlier writings can be felt

And yes

Infinity is that magical place I wish everyone should get opportunity to achieve it😊

Well written Prankies

Happy reading readers

Yours loving warrior

Naina

I never knew papa

Losing you

Will mean getting

an opportunity of being you

I never knew papa

Being you

Will mean getting an opportunity

to know your feelings better

I never knew papa

Knowing your feelings better

Will mean getting an opportunity

to become a better me

I never knew papa

Being a better me

Will give me an opportunity

To perform best in your absence

I never knew papa

Performing in your absence

Will give me an opportunity

To feel your presence more

I never knew papa

Your presence is long lasting

Material little word

Hardly matters any more

Happy reading!

Some bonds are unbreakable ❤️ though broken it may appear sometimes…Hardly a scratch matters anymore.

Yours loving warrior

Naina

कुछ गुस्ताखियां बस हो गई

करनी तो नही थी

दिल तुम्हारा दुखा

पर हमने जानबूझ के

की तो नही थी

कुछ मनमानियां

कुछ दिल की फरमाइशें

दीमग की उधेड़ बिन

नादान थी

कुछ गुस्ताखियां

शैतानी नहीं

हालातो का परिणाम थी

दिल में तुम हरदम ही खास रहे

रोज़ाना बात हो न हो

तुम ज़ज़्बातों में हरदम साथ रहे

जो हो गया

सुधार पाना मुमकिन नहीं

भुला दो ना

क्या ये भी इतना मुश्किल है

विश्वास कर लो दोबारा

गुस्ताख़ दिल नादान है

You never intended but you ended up hurting your best friend…

If you have ever faced this situation with a loved one…You can totally relate to my writings!

Happy reading

Have a peaceful night

Yours loving warrior

Naina

एक दर्द से हम अभी उभरे नही
दूसरा फिर से सामने आगया,
एक एक करके अनमोल लोगों का साथ हमसे छूट गया।
पहले श्री देवी तो अब स्टीफन हॉकिंग का यू अचानक चले जाना,
बॉलीवुड और विज्ञान जगत को अपने अपने हीरो को नम आखो से अलविदा करना पड़ा।

-नेहा असावा

Well written angel

Happy reading readers

Yours loving warrior

Naina

When you left

I realised

You were there

To make everything perfect

Life,love and happiness !

Na samjho mujhe ek kagaj ka tukda

They doubt

But I don’t

And I will never ever

do it again..

A promise to self

And that daddy’s promise

Will not turn in vain

It was a Sunday

April 18th to be precise

I traveled afar

And her, I surprised

Sitting in a corner

Waiting for her

Wrote a lovely poem

On a tissue paper

Looking divine

She entered, superbly dressed

And innocent me

Suddenly got embarrassed

We talked gibberish

For many hours

And then I proposed

With a bouquet of flowers

And our misty eyes

Met each other in silence

The love in them

Broke all mental defence

And promptly

A hug she threw

I hugged her back

Till our heartbeats grew

Soon the time

For departure came

In an hour

I had my train

Once inside

The fateful lift

Don’t know

What happened to me

I acted

Like an. Insane

And tightly I

Hugged her again

Sensuously towards

Her I was drawn

Her seductive eyes

Made me turned on

Her Red and rosy

Petals like lips

And she kept

Those on my lips

It was not

One out of lust

And it transported

US to another world

A world

beautiful and serene

A world

Beyond horizon

A place where

Together we were

A place Exclusive

For lovers

Full of honey

And pure like a dove

First kiss is

Alike first love

How good is they say
to have a memory good
For one remember things
Which no one could

And still I find
Forgetfulness, A vice
the greatest virtue
remained unsung otherwise

And How much I pray
to be forgetful once again
When I can again be free
of this seething pain

Daily I wake up
with a pledge in my heart
that by the evening
I ‘d forget the part

The Part of life
or Life of the part
I forget to forget
Despite I try hard

लबों पर आती थी बिन बुलाए मुस्कुराहट
जो महफ़िल में ज़िक्र होता था उनका

उन सोखियो -ए – तबस्सुम के मरासिम क्या बताएँ
दिन अच्छा गुज़रता, गर दीदार होता था उनका

बिछड़ना उनका हमारा कोई नई बात नहीं
पास लाके दूर जाना दस्तूर है उनका

ज़ोर-ए-आज़माइश बखूबी कर रहे हैं वो
दिल गोया पत्थर हो गया हो उनका

हिचकियाँ कुछ कम हो गयी हैं
नये शहर में शायद मन लग गया उनका

गैर हो गये हैं आज वो इस कदर
कासिद से हाल मालूम होता है अब उनका

तकल्लूफ और ना कर, “मुंतशीर” अब तू
क्या यह कम है तेरे प्यार पर अब भी है इख्तियार उनका

~”मुंतशीर”

A brilliant writeup Prankies

• Kya baat hai👌👌
  Your poem perfectly conveys how a complaining heart can remain satisfied❤️

  Keep scribbling

  Yours loving warrior
  Naina