
Neither your room nor my terrace
Not on the phone call or even not on the text messages
It’s a place where we meet in our minds, in our imagination
You Being there and m being here
We create and feel the third place somewhere
No need to be present infront of each other
Its a presence of yours in my mind in, my heart
Its a feeling not of touch but of emotions
Your tears and my sobbings
Your laugh and my smile
Your thoughts and my thinkings
Your love and my wantness
All meet often in that third place
Without exchanging the sip of the cup
And without seeing into each others eyes
Without holding hands
No expressions
No sayings
Not even dreams share
Still “We” share everything on that third place.
Wonderful
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Thank you so much!
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Most welcome.
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Niceโค
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Thank-you so much
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Very true Divya!
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Lovely ๐
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Thanks ๐
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That’s a very creative concept I must say. Loved the way you articulated your thoughts. It reminded me of a quote by Rumi.. “Beyond the ideas of right and wrong, there is a field. I’ll meet you there.” You are quite a gifted writer, wonderful post indeed. Keep it up with the magic of your words. ๐
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Thank you so much for your kind words and appreciation
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