They met again, today
With a Crate of loneliness harboured in their hearts,
With a coffer replete with lugubrious shards,
With trails of silence lingering their yards,
They met to brew some solace.

They met again, today
Keeping aside, the onus of their lives,
Bringing forth the child lost somewhere inside,
Laughing away the droll rules and rites,
They met to feel significant.