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Two Words

On an usual summer evening,
Two Words met at a crossroad.
They thought, they knew each other,
But did not know the other’s abode.

Were they surprised at this encounter
Or was just another meeting, who knows!
They stood there stiff not knowing what to say,
Stealing a look now and then as the night arose.

Who knew the paradoxes of life will met
On an inglorious summer evening.
But then, is it not life filled with such
Unceremonious dates till end, from beginning?

The flow of thoughts is incomplete here (may be sometime later I may take it to “logical conclusion”)… but then it is complete too.  Is it not the paradox of life (or may be thought) evident here? (one says complete, the other says incomplete :-))

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Born as a child of human... nourished intellect enough to juggle with words to create few copyright statements (though inspired :P)

8 thoughts on “Two Words

  1. why do you think that the flow of thoughts here is incomplete?
    It is as complete as it can get, buddy!!
    It’s an amazingly well put piece here!
    Strangers meeting, crossroads, odd paths – these are THE facts our lives are made of! How we transform them, is what makes us!

    I really enjoyed your poem.. thanks for sharing..

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