i tried to look back
the intimacy that we had
the familiarity that we built
the friendship that has chilled
living the moments of confidence
that have aged to a mood of silence
metamorphosed into a sphere of distrust
moments have mingled with the renegade dust
as our treasured times heavily weep
wallowed in the cluster of drifting gossips
needles and string will save and defend
finding judgment to silently mend
retired calendar hanging mutely on the wall
marked the years and current stage of growth
friendship at times sails smooth and rough at seas
but fixed harmony of togetherness in existence…
