Silent Admirer
As I look deep into your eyes
I realize you are my truest friend
Along this journey of my life
You’ve closely observed the way I’ve evolved
I realize you are my truest friend
From you I don’t hide anything ; you too never lie
Be it the curls on my head or the furls in my dress
When you smile at me can I be sad?
Along this journey of my life
Never have I ever parted from you
We have aged together with creases and wrinkles
Together counted each other’s first white streaks
You’ve closely observed the way I’ve evolved
From my ponytails to the woman in bridal attire
With age I have withered; soon will be scattered in dust
In every fragment of your shattered pieces a part of me will be seen.
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