#WritcoPoemPrompt125
And the vibe is perplexing you towards the end of the race,
In a lonely, stony location,
Because the missing piece is bonded in a certain place,
In a faraway, poison-free constellation,
I believe, we would once again cross ways,
by trying to forget the past, we unknowingly leave out some trace,
we would still be together breathing the same air and feeling the same moon,
losing ourselves in finding the right and wrong or just calculating boons,
there will definitely come a day, when my hair would fall on your face,
with the fragrance,you will just try recollecting the memories and we would end the race,
randomly we would meet in a social page,
and just unknowingly fall in with each other again by forgiving all the rage,
the smile with a dimple that you get in your face when you hear my name,
the past days just flashes out, and now no one is there to blame,
maybe one day we would cross each others dreams, disturb the nights,
we gradually forget the mistakes and end our fights,
so for now let's just hustle with the time,
and accept the poems that doesn't rhyme,
for now let go of everything and part ways,
again breathe the same air and wait for that one day...!!!
© gratitude for solitude