Best
friends they were
Soul
sisters together,
Perfect
with each other!
Such
was their bond, magical rather,
That
the cruel world neither,
Or dated
norms either,
Could
cause their friendship smother.
That
was their illusion fair!
They
believed! Resilient for each other,
Even
in times of despair,
Unlike
any other!
But
when appeared,
Notorious
bad weather,
The rapport
veered sore.
Failing
to stand as one,
Companions
stood together no more!
Their
friendship, brittle, sadly tore.
A
sister each they lost,
Each
other they abhorred,
Left
hearts broken and crossed.
Whose
fault though was the war?
Strangely
they knew no more.
Years
passed and seemed forever,
But
they spoke no more.
Missed,
they surely the other,
Hurting,
all baggage they bore.
Living
in world’s different corners,
They came
face to face no more!
Perhaps
a sight is all they needed,
To
bring back the friendship they swore.
Would
that happen?
Before
it’s too late,
And destiny
finally shuts that door!
Met when they had no one,
Left when they found the one,
But what was it worth?
Something they knew not.
Maybe the answers they sought,
Were in their hearts’ old knots,
Tangled and strained,
Perhaps still broken not,
A step or two, possibly, they ought,
Take towards the bond for which once they fought,
Giving second chance a lasting thought!
