Silent Admirer




As I look deep into your eyes I realize you are my truest friend  Along this journey of my life You’ve closely observed the way I’ve evolved I realize you are my truest friend From you I don’t hide anything ; you too never lie Be it the curls on my head or the furls in my dress When you smile at me can I be sad? Along this journey of my life Never have I ever parted from you We have aged together with creases and wrinkles Together counted each other’s first white streaks You’ve closely observed the way I’ve evolved From my ponytails to the woman in bridal attire With age I have withered; soon will be scattered in dust  In every fragment of your shattered pieces a part of me will be seen.   Penmancy gets a small share of every purchase you make through these links, and every little helps us continue bringing you the reads you love!