The unwritten rules....

Twists and turns, are a parcel of life... Surprises pop, as we wade through strife.. As mundane work hours, feel painfully long... A whiff of fresh air, comes wafting along... Differences if any, then take a backseat... Souls that resemble, inevitably meet... Intriguing one deeply, is the disarming ease... where background & distance,to be a barrier cease .. May life remain rosy, our heart seriously hopes, but familiarity breeds contempt, as,time elopes... Pushed, to the brink, life poses questions hard.... To avoid situations unsavoury, one needs to be on guard.... Never to go overboard, is the golden rule... when one is breathing fire, the other must keep thy cool.... respect, care and space to strengthen a bond, do aid....not let with testing time, into memories so distant fade...