It stood tall for years
Slicing down the distance
Meeting the ends of two hearts
With its panels across the destiny
Sending the messengers to exchange
The news and goodwill
It grew in stature as the symbol of
bonding
It saw the fondness blooming like
spring
It saw the summers and winters of
friendship
It saw the cajoling romance and
bitterness of fights
It hoped to remain as the rope between
them forever
But, one moment of madness or craziness
of fate
It sank slowly, without catching fire,
without screams
Silence mourned its slow drowning on one
side
Noisy memories kept yelling at it to
hold on other side
The remnants of that bridge remain floating
Hoping for a miraculous renaissance
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