Lost Ship
Our friendship was a ship
on a voyage till old age.
It started at the shore
of love and affection
beneath the night sky
of a cloudy weather.
We went west
back and forth
sailing through
huddles and tussles,
avoiding rocks
on the sea of trust.
We anchored firmly against
trembling waves of wrecks,
to prevent sinking
in each other's tears.
Alas,
gloom replaced radiance
when a sudden thrust
of disparity pieced through
the vessel's heart,
letting in an ocean of silence
in which we both sank
into our own thoughts,
not knowing what life had brought.
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