standing alone
quiet and planitive
there she was
enveloped in silence and sounds of cricket

two best friends fought today
one just walked away
not a footstep on the time
neither a breath in space
just a pearl drop,
if you looked hard...

sitting in a corner
quiet and planitive
and looking she was,
gaze fixed
but the pearl wasnt there

the one who walked away
alone could illumine it
but two friends fought today....

douse the evening lights
want to talk to her
long in the nights

quiet and planitive
the mist fogged the darkness

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