Solo Travelers
Two solo travelers
Started on their
Solo journey
On their own paths
Lonely, grave, lost
In their own thoughts
After some length their paths Merged into one
And they both
Found a companion
They looked into the eyes
Joined hands and
Made a silent promise
To be the partners
They happily followed the path
Without caring
For thorns and
The problems
That were weather born
But life is never the same
It is always a game
Of new and changing
Daring and challenging
Situations
And again
Their path splited into two
And they again found them
In a decision making
Positions
This time the decision
Was not easy one
For they could not walk
On a single path
And with painful sighs
They bade goodbyes
And proceeded again
On their solo train
To bear the undesirable pain
Through the tearful rain
This is the bitter truth of life
Sometimes or other
We have to lose a partner
Without whom
Our life is a torture
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