It began with a drizzle
Pin pricks falling down hard
Kudrat ne tumhe banaya
Kismet ne tumse milaya
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We parted ways
Left and right
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I’m experimenting here. Every alternate line links with the other, i.e. the bold with the boldĀ & the italics with the italics, to form two separate poems in essence. If you’ll read it as such.