With Love,
December '90 , April '91 but it's 18 ,
Chalapati's Mansion and Hussain's Villa juxtaposing, Looney Tune.
Little babies cuddling ,getting entwining,
Language of two is not just words
but connotes a real sensing.
Bestie is a ghost whose spirit never dies,
Bestie is a boast with pinky likes.
Be it Good or Be it Bad,
Be it Sad or Be it Mad,
Our bond will endure and it stay so pure.
Sweet angels are rare to find,
But the sweetest is already mine.
she cares, I uplift
Indeed, perfect fit
Old ! Already we grew that Old ,Young! but not that Bold
What we're told?
None is too vast spanning distance
It will last forever adoration and divine percipience
I covet one calling almighty, when we will be Eighty,
Race and Chase one another on Wheel Chairs with tooth loss,
Nursing homes will ever be as entertained by us as us.
So we stay as Partners in crime, Best Friends Forever
until we know which is longer?
C-a-r-e is our four letter word,
A rare sapience , Always or Forever?
being your Non-biological sister.....! #BFF
being your Non-biological sister.....! #BFF
| 18/04 - 18:30 (Year 1993) |
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