Known Strangers

  

Hearts estranged from those

Once claimed as dear pals.

Parting ways,

For they used to own each other once.

Strangers! That they turned out to be.

Strangers! once knew each other very well.

Changes crept into life with one’s advent though,

And changes ever in flux as one departs fortuitously timed.

Claims in vain, those prattle echoed  

Infinity of friendship, often with masquerading talks.

All those chatters were deduced to complaints.

And cries as mere defeats,

While laughter turned to mockery,

And silence as boredom.

As the crimson rays of the sun,

Spread over the dry fields of our life,

Remember not to forget,

When the incessant flow of our life-span grows,

We will all err with the equations of life,

Crumbling down…only to be strangers.

Once known each other well,

Mere strangers now.  

Linto