Yesterday I got a SMS from one of my friend – A poem on friendship. The fascinating fact is that it was written by a 5th grade kid (As mentioned in the SMS). Well, it is vindicated from my side even if its not true, because for me the words are important, and I’m glad to be called “gullible” in this case ЁЯША A beautiful poem can touch any person treated as a “friend”!!!
Around the corner I have a friend,
In this great city that has no end.
Yes the days go by and weeks rush on,
and before I know it, A year has gone..!!
And I never see my old friend’s face,
For life is a swift and terrible race.
He knows I like him just as well,
As in the past days when I rand his bell.
And he rand mine, but we were younger then..!!
and now we are busy, tired men!
Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of making a name..!!
Tomorrow I say, I will call you my friend,
Just to show that I am thinking of him.
But tomorrow comes and goes,
and distance between us grows n grows..
Around the corner, yet miles away,
Here’s telegram sir. “Your friend died today”!
And that what we deserve,
and get in the end…
Around the corner,
A vanished friend!!
Remember to say what you have,
to the people whom you love and care…
In the end I just want to say,
“Even if I am bad, be my friend,
But its your wish in the END…!!”
Swarang 