Moments in Between
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  • Reads 318
  • Votes 57
  • Parts 12
  • Time 3h 42m
Ongoing, First published Oct 20, 2024
PHASE-1


IKNOOR AND AKALVEER

In laughter light and voices low,
Two souls meet where soft winds blow,
A gentle bond they do not see,
Healing pasts unknowingly.

They tease, they jest, with childish grace,
And in their warmth, old wounds erase.
No grand confessions, no need to try,
Just quiet comfort, side by side.

A glance, a laugh, a lingering hand,
They steady hearts like grains of sand.
For though they think it simple play,
They're mending scars along the way.



VAIDEHI AND AAYUSH

Two souls collide in wild array,
A storm of laughter, night and day.
They chase, they clash, they trip, they run,
A tangled mess that feels like fun.

Their love's a riot, fierce and bright,
A spark that dances through the night.
Chaos rules where they reside,
In beautiful madness, side by side.

They thrive in noise, in swift mischance,
A whirlwind caught in endless dance.
Unruly hearts, no calm or plan-
A love that's wild, but always stands.


^⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠^

Iknoor and Akalveer. 
Vaidehi and Aayush. 

Different paths, But one way. 
Love! 

Let's see how they will be with each other! 👀
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