I look around and wonder how communication between us didn't fade?
Then a text lights up, “Hey,” and I forget the weight.
I don’t know how you get through my dry replies,
Because most days, I don’t even know how to verbalize.
I don’t know how you feel me through just a text,
I rarely said why, but always got a "how" next.
Even when I ghosted for weeks, without words for days,
But it always remained the same.
I look at people, not sure what to say,
Realize how boring I’ve been, taking ages to say “hey.”
Again, I question myself how communication between us didn't die?
But then you break the ice “Oye, Pata hai aaj kya hua?”
And I know why.
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Author:
Meera Mere (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I don't how you feel me off even on texts when most can't even read my face. Thanks for being my friend and not letting the communication die.....
- Category: Friendship
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Comments3
Keep breaking the ice sweetie! I enjoy it!
I have few friends left at my age, but a couple are still around. So close for so many years, yet I still promise to visit and somehow don't. Shame on me.
It's so good to have friends that last till the end....
No need to be guilty about it
Just make memories with your friends and enjoy yourself.
Thank you so much for your comment 😊❤
Beautifully honest, heartfelt, and poignant. A lovely celebration of human connection.
It's good to have more friends, and make sweet memories!
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