Fading Footsteps
In distant lands, where echoes fade to sighs,
Two friends, once bound by laughter's gentle ties,
Now parted by the vast and stretching miles,
Their bond still lingers, though the distance piles.
In dreams, they'll meet beneath the starry night,
Where memories shall dance and whispers will find a home.
Yet longing grips their souls with silent ache,
For hands not held, for words they cannot make.
But hope, a candle in the darkest night,
Guides them onward, towards the morning light.
And when at last, fate's cruel divide shall mend,
They'll reunite, forever as friends.
Copyright © Arshita's World of Poetry | Year Posted 2024
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