Anchors in the Fog
Connection / Relationship (உறவு) — English
We did not choose the timing of life’s complex play,
Or plan the words we accidentally found along the way.
Yet in the heavy, freezing winter of my isolated mind,
You are the rarest, most genuine warmth that I could find.
A bond that doesn’t demand a daily, exhausting toll,
But quietly heals and maintains the shattered soul.
We walk through different towns and breathe separate air,
But closed eyes find you always standing right there.
Tags: Relationship Poem, Soul Connection, Human Bond, Deep Friendship
