There are two worlds
apart by a wall of silence
Made of confusion, made of shy
But this is not a wanting
when both of them know the truth
and whatever is this,
is only passing by.

Few words are maybe
their electrifying connection
But in their deep thoughts
They’ve closed hands and some prayer
It meant to be a phenomenal journey
by the sides of memory lane
As of little expressions, explain how good
they are at hiding how much they care.

Newton’s third law of motion tells:
For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction.
There never been an equal reaction, rather substraction
of words & emotion & differentiation in their interaction.

Few of their timeline got drawn on the same canvas by fate,
I guess some wishes are never meant to get full filled
or might come true by far, pretty late.

Just waiting for that time when there will be no barrier
bracketing the dusty storm from wind,
And waiting for the answers that have never been questioned
but only kept hidden in their minds.